In the Dark

She lived her life in the dark,

but not without a word to say

in the hopes that one day

some good would come of leaving her mark.

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She hadn't always been this way.

Illness struck when she was nearly two.

All thought that she was through.

But she lived on, and she would pay.

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No longer did the world hold light.

Colors faded to gray.

Noise faded away,

as sound lost its might.

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She grew older,

every soul wrapped 'round her finger tight.

Undisciplined, unruly, she raged in her lonesome fight.

Anger pent-up inside unintentionally made her actions colder.

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What it was to know,

no one had ever told her.

no one had ever come who was bolder

to make her behave, learn, and grow.

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For the door to open

and the way to show,

they needed one to end their woe,

one they could hope in.

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They finally found a teacher.

She would tolerate no mopim'.

She was determined her pupil's heart to rope in,

but it would take time to reach her.

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With a new patience unknown and love abound,

at first she seemed a creature.

No lenience did she feature.

Her strict demeanor would bring the child around.

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Obedience was first,

then words relentlessly the teacher did hound,

and quite soon she found

water was the key to thirst.

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The child saw the light, and she heard the lark.

all because her teacher insisted.

Grateful, she no longer resisted.

She would never again live her life in the dark.