3 Fight
The smoke danced, weaving through the light.
It begins to draw her in.
The shadows tighten around her.
As she searches for the glimmer of light.
A spark of hope in the darkest night.
Will she make it, can she fight?
- AH C.B.
The smoke danced, weaving through the light.
It begins to draw her in.
The shadows tighten around her.
As she searches for the glimmer of light.
A spark of hope in the darkest night.
Will she make it, can she fight?
- AH C.B.