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I saw the trademark on your face the true evil grin and eyes of sin violence covered her body in lace disappeared without a trace I saw the pity the and sorrow on your face Never getting out alive you say how pretty I am with fear imprinted and fr
When I was seventeen, the world fell apart. I’ve never seen anything like this before, Men falling down left and right in the trenches,
In light of events, I'd just like to say how lucky we are to be here today.   
So callous is the mind of manWhen fear and rage take overGood intentions lostBlame set forthDown goes the ship of our discontentmentAway with our simple troublesWe forget we live
WE ONLY HAVE EACH OTHERBY MIRA WILDERIf the sun can rise on another daythe hope in our hearts willnever fade awayA wish for tomorrowwill  keep us aliveOh sister we must survive
This is a video recording of a spoken word piece called Resilient Rose. This poem is dedicated to survivors of abuse, trauma, or tragedy. Don't give up!  
There are faces swimming in your vision Memories you'd much rather forget Nightmares in the daytime Tears you always regret They taunt you with their freedom The injustice of reality
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