'Hidden'
I had a place I loved to go,
although you wouldn't know.
I have a massive storage of faith,
dare not do I show.
There is a sorrow in my eyes,
My spirit does so LONG to fly.
There was a time when I should cry,
long has it passed me by.
I show you love and you show me hate,
Everyday I seem to wait.
Once so dead I come alive.
Choosing to walk ahead SO ALIVE.
To live a life I never knew...
Take this sorrow from my eyes...
See those places I have loved...
To hold unto faith like a tight fitted glove...
I used to wait and wonder why?
Just WALK away, never wonder WHY??
-Rebecca C. Cardenas
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