
Beaten Down
Power slips through my hand,
Like a million grains of sand.
Crumpled and alone.
Imprisoned
Tears streak down my face,
Like an old dam in a storm.
Flooded by my fear.
Lifted up
Love lifts up my heart,
Like sunshine in a rainstorm.
Steadied by new hope.
very nice!
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