With a hope as brittle
As a dying sycamore
And a heart as heavy
As a cartload lead
She held onto words
That gave her strength;
Mere air that lifted her
And numbed her pain
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Shawty's Rhyme Book
PoetryHere's a book of poetry which doesn't exactly rhyme. Each one may hold a thousand different meanings, but I just hope it means something to you... That's the only thing I need. Shawty❤ Highest Rankings: #36 in Poetry (09/06/2016) #1 in #lightpoetry...
