Bruised and degraded,
Slowly she gets up…
Wiping her tears,
She moves on to a
different path.
Living her fragments of
sorrow,
She looks for a bright
tomorrow…
Melancholy and agony
was left behind,
She stood head held up
high.
She never expected the
pain,
Her sorry heart was
slain,
Her moral is disdained,
Pity was the only thing
she gained.
Sleepless nights,
Endless fights,
Their
forever has been torn apart…
He
squeezed her hands tight,
Yet
he let go of her heart.
Broken,
she tries to move forward,
Summoning
all her strength
Gathering
all her reasons,
She
tries so hard to go on and fight.
With nothing left to
loose,
She let go of her past.
Rushing towards the
cliff,
Just to get him back.
This time she won’t let
go,
This time I won’t let
go.
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