Shattered and devastated, her vision blurred,
Heart pounding, she pondered, oh Lord!
Why must my precious world endure such pain?
A free spirit, a soul unchained,
Drenched in grief, now feeling strained.
They hurt me, I healed, it took years,
Yet the numbness remains, along with these tears.
A flower that once bloomed so brightly,
Now confronts the darkness, as I did rightly...
In a crowded bar, she's consumed by solitude,
I held her hand, but can't change her mood.
It's not the external, but the internal ache,
Her gentle soul wounded, a profound tragedy.
She suppresses tears, hearing her sister's voice,
A soulmate, a soul sister, her constant
I should have forewarned her, been more resilient,
Held her close, dispelled her fear's insistence.
She soothes her, holding her breath,
Why must the strongest women face such depth?
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Whispers Of The Heart
Romance'Whispers of the Heart,' a collection that delves deep into love, longing, and introspection. Through lyrical verses, experience the beauty of vulnerability and the magic of the heart's silent whispers.
