A New Sort of Beautiful ©

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I knew that against all odds, I would lose my faith.

No one would ever want to speak to me

Granted I had nothing left to say

To think I did it all for her.

My reasons are sound, but I will never speak them.

For, to help her I had to do the unthinkable.

Renounce my faith in front of my family, friends, and her.

She was to be burned at the stake

Destined to be only ashes and bones, but that face.

That face was different, and remarkably kind.

In these times, I never imagined that I would have the pleasure or chance to meet such an individual.

So, as she lay down her life, I laid down my faith.

And entered a domain that I never thought I could ever reach.

It wasn’t heaven

It wasn’t hell.

But it was a new sort of beautiful.

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