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They all say she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, and she swallowed it until the lining leached limp, a tarnished paste coating her tongue with bitter mercury. She dwindled, feeling nickel- plated, tarnished deep beyond redemption; should she choose sterling strength as treasure, she’ll birth gold.
They
all say
she was born
with a silver
spoon in her mouth,
and she swallowed it
until the lining leached
limp, a tarnished paste coating
her tongue with bitter mercury.
She dwindled, feeling nickel-
plated, tarnished deep beyond
redemption; should she
choose sterling strength
as treasure,
she’ll birth
gold.
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it really happens sometimes!
I think you’re right! True strength always seems to come from the broken places. May we all see our strength rise….
Gosh, that’s a morality tale!
Some observations on life… I’m glad you see a message in it!
It takes a single ray
to melt most things
which bow our
branches low,
though scarlet red,
when friends have fled,
those sorrowed
sins we sow.
Wow! Great thoughts to start the day!
Melody…excellent. Love the use of shape to enhance.
Thank you Rob!
That’s a strong poem … and lady
🙂 I hope she finds her true value one day…
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
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