Words That Changed Me
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Sad life with no meaning
Not a word fell from her lips
All that was heard were the scribbles
“Who was she again?”
Murmurs crowed and wondered
Not one had heard a thought
Fall from her thin lips
Only scratches evenly paced are heard
No one could image, what life she lived
To them she was ghost
Little did they know
Everything she had seen stayed with her
She observed and analyzed
That was all or so they thought
But everyone wants a voice
Strong and powerful
Elegant and coherent
She had one too
Only did they realize the truth
When all laid bare and exposed
Presented for them to lay witness
Her voice, resounded
The soul they pitted, deemed inferior, and mistreated
Rose and gained dignity
She was alive in her writing.