First love takes root,
day by day it grows
until ready to bloom.
With it a new path is hers to take,
a path of happiness
and love
not soon to fade away.
But the day will come
when she must decide,
should she continue blindly
or prepare herself for the fight?
All will wither with his presence
if she's not quick to make
the first move.
He will come to tarnish
and destroy
that which she struggles
to hold onto.
He'll take the very path she walks on
and crumble it
beneath her feet.
Even love is fragile
if it hangs on
by a thread.
And if she's not careful,
he'll take that too
and snap it's tiny head.
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Voiceless (Older Version)
General FictionWhat happens in the dark remains in the dark. What is never voiced will remain unheard. How long will you remain voiceless before it destroys you? ~First published on Textnovel.com~
