She came in with eyes as opaque
as the horrors in her mind.
On her lips a taste of snowflake
turned to stinging seas of brine.

He came for her at every age
as she hid the world she knew.
And lit a mournful haunted rage
only sorrow could renew.

With a wretched wanton rancor
the brutality was sown.
Tying her eternal anchor
to a buried bag of bones.

I cry for her on sunny days
I weep for her at sunset.
Sometimes I want to run away
to a girl I haven't met.

But then I hold her in my arms
and bear the dark together.
She knows I will keep her from harm
and I shall wait forever.

paul righetti

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