One Foot

Crying in her sunshine
Rejoicing in her past
Only two boxes to her name and a suitcase
She rides along the city bus
Going home at last
Dreaming of the angel
Who brought her down to this
Seeing footsteps go ahead of her
Puts one in front again
When when she wakes makes a new name
And closes that old door
To ever not look back again
And grow forever more

I think I’ll post stuff on here sometimes after all in spite of my new plan, but maybe delete it after a couple days. It’s not like anyone’s digging through my archives ever anyway

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