{"sf1_id":920517,"sf2_id":"r17ZLbPn","title":"The girl I knew.","author":"james mikoto","words":167,"posted_at":"2015-10-11T18:40:00.000Z","tags":["Death","Friendship","Love","Poems","Poetry","tears"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/920517-the-girl-i-knew","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/r17ZLbPn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/51/ff/51ff6250-a406-4aa9-9724-ec605b976073","description":"#3 of tears","content":"  \nShe never got to dance,  \nOr go to her own Prom.  \nShe never got the chance,  \nTo forget where she came from.  \n  \nShe never got to kiss,  \nA man she idolized.  \nShe never felt love's bliss,  \n'Cause she was paralyzed.  \n  \nShe never got to talk,  \nAbout love with a smile.  \nShe never got to walk,  \nDown a Church's Aisle.  \n  \nShe never got to say,  \nThose precious words \"I Do\".  \nBut she was far and away,  \nThe strongest girl I ever knew.  \n  \nShe couldn't brush her hair,  \nOr put make up on her face.  \nShe couldn't hold you dear,  \nOr give you a warm embrace.  \n  \nShe couldn't clasp her hands,  \nAs if in the form of prayer.  \nShe couldn't understand,  \nWhy she was in a wheelchair.  \n  \nShe never showed her fears,  \nOr let you hear her cries.  \nShe never showed the tears,  \nThat fell down from her eyes.  \n  \nShe never looked for pity,  \nOr sympathy from you.  \nThat's why she'll always be,  \nThe strongest girl I ever knew.  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"tears","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/902454-atonement.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/949203-the-two-that-faced-vanity-pt-1.json"}}