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Proof God Is here
She was beaten
Badly bruised
He gave her strangth
And will power too
At first she believed in him
Full and well
After awhile
Her faith just fell
She had the purest light
But it Began to fade
Then darkness grew
To think it started at such a young age
She wanted to fight it
She knew she should
But she had no idea
To how she could
She started to give up
And became very sad
Even started doing things to herself
And she knew full well that they were bad
She grew to hate her home
It seemed to get worse with each passing day
She attempted a few times
To run away
She started to question why she was born
She wanted to know the reason
What purpose does she have?
With everything, she was done
She no longer wanted to live
This really saddened him
She wondered, "Through all my suffering,
Where has God been?"
She believed no one loved her
Not even he did
They never loved her
Not even when she was a kid
She couldn't take it any longer
Not anymore
She desired to end everything
She felt it deep in her core
She tired everything she could
But continued to fail
She didn't want to live anymore
For life is her jail
She made poison
And drank it 'till it was gone
She believed no one would care
Not even her mom
Soon, in her heart,
She felt a tearable pain
She bared it
For her goal would be made
The pain was great
She could hardly bare
She bared it anyway
For she knew this was fair
He could't just watch
she has to live
It's not her time yet
She still has so much to give
He put something in her soul
Something bright
What he put inside her soul
Was a fighting light
The light was strong
Pure and good
It faught back the poison
As best it could
It fought long and hard
Though the battle wasn't fun
It all paid off
For the light had won
Even though long ago she lost faight in him
He never lost faith in her
He whispered to himself, "One day my child
Again you'll be pure."
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