People leave
Blame she
Heart grieves
Can’t flee
Raw wounds
Incoherent mind
Happiness pruned
Melancholy unwind
Misty eyes
Fagged soul
Emptiness resides
Tears roll
Fears increase
Body exists
Nowhere peace
Chaos persists
Scattered emotions
Fragile heart
Poignant notions
Falling apart
Yet she arise
Moving on
From her demise
To a new dawn
Hiding behind walls
Display of timidity
To avoid brawls
Seeking positivity
Wefting broken pieces
Heaving herself up
Straightening the creases
And redevelop
Trying to persevere
They aren’t worth
Her principles, adhere
Retrieving her mirth
Endeavoring to win
Fighting alone
But, robust within
A girl grown
(into a woman)
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