She came broken twisted
weighed down by who she was forced to
be
by who she thought she was
she sought comfort I gave her courage
she was looking for shelter I threw her
to the elements
she grew I loved her for it
with her, on her road to self discovery
I found joy
I got to know myself better
I lost her in the end but kept the
moments
she gained freedom I found insight
fleeting though the moments with her
she gave me all
the joy a story the laughter over a
shared smoke
I welcomed her in to my world
but she had to leave early
the story ended the Magik remained
