#ranipoems

By her own hand
chased her seed away
blaming the grand
for making us see the way.

she was entitled to a smile
a light and a darkness-
mine!
too glad it wasn't barrenness.

filled with talent and craft.
they took her
I followed... daft
can't forget to remember.

her mind, poisoned
her steps, altered
she only positioned
a path clustered.
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