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She was drowning in the depths of misery;
Never bothering to hold on to her fragile life;
Because she would never acknowledge it,
As acceptance would only tear her apart
A vow of silence taken upon her misfortunes;
She stood immobile, letting it all unfold.
She'd forgotten how to defend herself;
Instead choosing to believe that she deserved it.
She'd stopped wondering why it was her;
Her, who was trapped in this vicious cycle.
Living life like a stray leaf that wouldn't fall;
Like a moth that had given up on being free.
Lost hopes, broken dreams, fractured thoughts;
The taste of defeat was heavy in the air.
Enveloped in the shadows of loneliness,
She was barely surviving, day after day.
And then she saw splashes of scattered colors
She couldn't shake them off, so she embraced them
The blinding pain and the voices disappearing,
As it pushed her into the light that she had hated.
And for the first time ever, she wore a smile,
As it stretched across her lips and her eyes;
It gave her laughter lines she never knew of;
Lines forever imprinted on her mended soul.
Happiness with its fluidity, would never be constant;
Yet her laughter lines would always be there,
Reminding her of the past and its woes and of,
The future that would welcome her with open arms.
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