She Poem by Haru Miruru
She
She was polite.
With her soft voice and heavy heart,
She still learned to smile.
When her eyes
drowned in tears,
She still managed
to wear a smile,
a smile so radiant,
so contagious
that it overwhelms
everything it touches.
Her heavy echoing voice
sings into my ears.
The pain that she hid
within herself,
the ones that she has covered
with her prayers,
I hope they get answered.
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