Beyond The Light

Her hair lights

At a song for healing

For use after fights

Soon she is reeling

"Don't touch" she begs

But they were so in love

She pushes and pulls

She hits and sends them above

They behave like bulls

With nothing left, she cuts her hair

It's lost it's power

They leave her alone

She is now no more than a flower

Forever alone

For no one wants the girl with no power


This poem is about: 
Our world


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