A hostage named Grace

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she came weeping

through the in door

a child was sleeping

momentarily, before

she heard it creeping

inside her head

thoughts to be dreaming

(were)acted out instead

they say sins are worth living

dying's for the dead...

a bitter whistle echoed through

then a reverb off the flowered walls

the petals seem to shimmer to

a bell of impending doom

bridled by the one's she loved

grace a girl we never knew..

a simple life on cobblestones

hostage to her family

working with her back so broke

glimmer in her eye for hope

pained by fear of the unknown

harboured by a sullen guilt

persecuted, will she float?

the currents strong ,she surely won't

be careful what you dream of girl

be careful where you sleep outside

it's not so  warm when you're alone

the world beyond is far and wide

take this psalm and wish away

blow a kiss upon the sky

catch a glimpse your morning star

grace a god so ever high

drapery adorns this mantle

fragile flowers in her hair

vanilla scented candles burn

silhouettes into the air

sacrament of holy wine

she hums a song some never heard

a chorus etched into my heart

it pains me on the wintry eve

singing songs we never sang

doing what we'd never done

sharing what was to be shared

and sometime near the tears begun

the threat of delirium 

the hammer cocked,the barrell points 

on the stairs of the spire,the sun set

grace was a girl we never knew

Author's Note

enoy.. it's bad grammar for enjoy