Like a broken record missing its grooves and kinks the memories repeats, for she is always waiting there at the foothills of a very long and narrow driveway, hidden deep beneath an evergreen tapestry. As I parked my 1990 Turquoise Chevy Beretta GT on the slope of the driveway. I open my door and at the corner of my eyes, I caught sight of a Tape-Tee-dah(Angel). Whom I've held captive in my memories for so many years. I proceed to get out of my car, it felt as if I'm floating towards her. I found myself gravitating towards her Angelic Beauty like the Moon falling into the Earth creating ripples and waves along the shores.
The glistening of your gentle eyes
as you hid the cries behind your smiles.
Your Divine Beauty befell my heart
like a full Moon falling forever into dark.
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Teptidah
Historical FictionBased on a true story of a refugee girl and her brother kidnap by white supremacist...will break it into a few parts...
