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Her Weathered Hands

April 25, 2012
By Krish_Lingala GOLD, New City, New York
Krish_Lingala GOLD, New City, New York
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Her weathered hands
Wrap ‘round the pages
From which she reads
From which she’s come

Her solemn stare
Cannot fade
For she was made
A hardened one

The book soon slips
From weathered hands
And she relents
It has begun

Under the desk
Away from light
So cold a night
Was never won

So, on her knees
And in the dark
A hopeless thought
She waits for one


The author's comments:
I tried to capture the feeling of having your understanding of the world being ripped away from you. If you base your life so much on one truth, how can you live knowing that that truth may be false?

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