The Story Of j

There are thorns running through bushes

Trying to cover this tale.

An aftermath of wanting to BE

Yet never wanting to fail.

How does one become anything

With such a terrible start?

Where does she go for comfort

When she doesn’t understand her part?

Once a peasant nobody wanted

Comes to terms in later life.

Sends seeds to plant the forest she hates

Then becomes a strangers wife.

The story of j is written

Will die with her last breath

Taking forces along with her

With her unfortunate, untimely death.

 

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