Words
Her words were an unorthodox melody
Slanted with grace and passion.
Symbols and curves were her companions,
There in the darkest of moments.
What a bittersweet feeling it left,
Touching pen to paper.
Unleashing this powerful skill as a way to cope.
"Silly girl, you know so much more than you allow yourself to believe."
If only she knew how much her words could save a life.
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