Life must go on,
She thought.
She doesn't have to weep.
Who cares what they say?
Like a poison, it shouldn't be taken,
Or else she will be sorry.
Each day she's becoming stronger
And stronger
And stronger.
Life no more, it was them,
Naysayers. Still, she's thankful.
Thinking the purpose why they condemned.
A smile was shown.
She can't be destroyed.
She will never be.
Art of deadma,
They will get tired.
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She In A Poetry
PuisiThe life in a poetry. (Based on real life events) PS: my first poetry posted here. （＾ｖ＾） All Rights Reserved, 2017
