Thursday, January 21, 2016

Lily Tierney- A Poem


In the back of an
empty church
she whispers
her willingness 
to forgive.

A candle lit to burn
out a demon flickering
in her memory.
Holy Water remaining still
hearing confessions.

The stains were never upon
her soul the guilt was never
hers to begin with.

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