universe of justice
behind blind eyes she waits
bearing her cross
she sees a change coming
gripped in fear she shoulders the burden
hoping even in the smallest fashion
for the promise
the justice
of a heart torn...
rendered grey in it's loss
while she waits
tears of salty anguish
she hopes ...for love
©SKW
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