She cried and trembled
at fate for its condemnation
And sorrow bathed her in salt
this epitome to offer both
Heaven and Hell
For like a dead oak
she fell into guilt's repose
But she, and it was only she alone,
tossed off the shroud of judgment
And made her life's choice.
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Reviewed by Jessica Stanfield (Reader)
Reviewed on September 8, 2003
Short and Poignant! I like this. It speaks volumes about those of strong character who can focus on what THEY want to do in their lives and not what OTHERS think they should have done. Very powerful write!
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