Fire burns in her heart, of passion.
Tempest of emotions.
Her cries being ignored.
Left alone in dark.
She tries to seal all those broken pieces,
To conceive a smile.
Tearful nights and mournful days.
With blowing winds of trouble.
But she stands strong,
Like a goddess of war.
Marching like a soldier.
She's a embodiment of art.
Immense is her beauty.
The shine in those eyes.
She's nature, she's life.
With scintillating shine.
But she's trapped in those cages.
Bruising her wings,
But can never bruise her soul.
She's a fighter, she's a survivor.
•~Liliana~•
*Description*
This poem is dedicated to all female domestic violence survivors.
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