She spreads her arms to hug the world;
It glances, then it passes by.
Her open heart has many wounds
From slights and cruelty's goodbye
And meanness to a loving soul.
But she won't choose a different fate:
For love is all she really knows
And she will not cave in
To hate
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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