The scarred flesh of innocence lost, this formed my tomb
long before my body was cold for the grave
my heart chased the rain and my soul sang to me
a constant and painful refrain
‘defy, cry, but do not deny cease, release, find peace’
‘let your colours shine like the moon in the sky
for you are now strong enough to fly’
© Ann Bagnall

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