Sweet Hermione




2nd poem

I guess love is the one thing that can heal even the deepest and nastiest wounds. It can even cure fear. 
Love heals all; that's what this poem is about. 

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The mirror reveals the miracle that you are 

Because the words I fear, 
Unwind like rusty bones. 
And your new born cheer, 
Softens all it’s groans. 

For the teddybear going wild, 
Reclaiming all your flair. 
No more than the mere child, 
Tangled like the spiders in your hair.


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