Dark clouds above her
But they shouldn’t be there
Rain pouring in
She ran for shelter in the inn
In her was fear
Then came down the beads of tears
The mistakes she made
That people tend to hate
She should be forgiven
But the chance was not given
Wrong path she have cross
The coin of disgrace have been toss
She pray to Lord Christ
To lead her to her resting peace.
Thunder strike
She realize she have to fight
Yet the damage was deep
And her dignity hardly can be keep
She stand up
Take one step out
Whether the next move is good
Or turns back to the mood
She vow to make life new
Can she succeed a few?
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