The crown on her head fell
she was cast out from her own kingdom
but she didn't give up.
She fought her battles,
tended her scars
fought again
and created a kingdom of her own
that neither loses nor prevails.
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Forsaking My End
PoetryWords that are splashed with colors, sadness, tranquility, unreality, and expectations. Don't you sometimes feel lonely? As if no one understands you. As if you're drowning but there's no one to save you? If yes, then grab this collection of poems...
