Written by Emily Harstone | May 24, 2017
The heroes live within the pages.
Pages blank, my story yet unwritten.
They held all I’d to say …
Blindness approaching, she had to choose.
books ruined just like mee
Come forth, you minds of flame.
Truth awaits those who seek it.
Money fell from the rippled pages..
The past realized, wrote her future..
The tattered pages speak untold stories
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The heroes live within the pages.
Pages blank, my story yet unwritten.
They held all I’d to say …
Blindness approaching, she had to choose.
books ruined just like mee
Come forth, you minds of flame.
Truth awaits those who seek it.
Money fell from the rippled pages..
The past realized, wrote her future..
The tattered pages speak untold stories