She holds the world within her hands but she doesn't know.
The whole world has different plans than the one she's already sewn.
She hopes the past won't creep up behind but history always shows.
She can't see her grace because she's blind and she might never know.
She's beautiful without a doubt but she doesn't feel free.
She decides to take a darken route leaving wreckage and debris.
She left behind her kindness for an empty space.
She gave away her wiseness for humiliating disgrace.
She never knew that I had given her a home.
Now she is lost, bitter, and alone.
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