A Beginning To An End
The devil was there.
Touching my hair.
Whispering in my ear.
Unforgiving words I fear.
Sitting on my shoulder.
Every year I get older.
I make my own choice.
I use my own voice.
This is my life.
I would make the best wife.
I can't hear angels sing.
I want to fell the happiness it brings.
I have a telephone.
I want to be on my own.
My daughter's birth happened on this earth.
Every night there is a moon.
Death is another day soon.
Life is short.
The unborn should never abort.
© Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved
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