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She was a prisoner
Prisoner of her fear
Fear of losing the one she love
Fear of Losing the one she never had

She was a prisoner
Prisoner of self low esteem
She felt unloved
She felt unlovable

She was a prisoner
Prisoner of her thoughts
Thoughts of worthlessness
Thoughts of helplessness

She was a prisoner
Prisoner of her over thinking
Thinking whole night and cry
She cry but just don't let it out

And then one day
She started
reading books
She started writing
her thoughts

She became friends
With her books
She became friends
With her thoughts

And then her dark clouds
moved away
And her sun shined
As she let her to pen bleed

She freed herself from fear
She freed herself from low self esteem
She freed herself from bad thoughts
She freed herself from overthinking

She got freedom
She got freedom
And live happily
ever after
  
                                              _miss hayat

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