Metaphor Poem

I really don't now why I wrote this poem it came to me when I was doing nothing except thinking about life which I guess you can say it relates to.

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She Will Look Back

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Published: March 2009

She starts out pure
on her path
Unaware of this unmerciful wrath
In her mind this does not exist
And with her joy she will persist
She bumps into some strays
Looking carefully and slowly
She passes the ways
Then she comes to a bridge
But her mind is now ridge
She knows she has to walk
But she will back
And from these strays
She now has learn
but now the wrath unleashed its burn

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