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In this vast world, we often search
For someone who completes our worth
Our hearts yearn for a connection true
A love that feels like it's meant for two

We wander and we often roam
Trying to find a place we call home
Until one day, in a serendipitous fate
We meet someone who's meant to be our mate

Our eyes meet, and we feel the spark
Our hearts beat in perfect sync, and mark
We realize this is what we've been looking for
Our twin flame, who we couldn't adore more

Our souls connect in an unbreakable bond
A love that's pure and truly profound
We see ourselves reflected in their eyes
A mirror image of ourselves, in every guise

Together we create a symphony of love
A union that's destined to last and above
We know that we've found our twin flame
Our soulmate who feels the same

In each other's arms, we find solace
A safe haven where our love can flourish
With every passing day, our bond grows strong
A love that feels right, and not wrong

So, if you're still searching for your other half
Have faith, believe, and don't let your heart scoff
For one day, in the most unexpected way
I found my twin flame
And with them, my heart will forever remain.
Love is a feeling that can't be described,
A journey of emotions that can't be denied.
It's a flame that ignites and never fades,
A bond that connects and forever stays.

Love is a beacon that guides our way,
A warmth that comforts us each and every day.
It's a melody that plays within our hearts,
A symphony of emotions that never departs.

Love is a dance we all must learn,
A rhythm we feel and yearn for.
It's a puzzle we must piece together,
A treasure we keep and cherish forever.

Love is a light that shines in the dark,
A hope that gives us the strength to embark.
It's a flower that blossoms and grows,
A beauty only true love knows.

So let us embrace this feeling so true,
And let our hearts be forever renewed,
For love is the greatest gift we can give,
A treasure that will forever live.
A stepmother's love is pure and true
For her stepchild, she cares anew
She may not have birthed this little one
But in her heart, she's already won

She cherishes each moment spent
Hoping to make a permanent dent
In this little one's heart and soul
She longs for a bond that's whole.

But the mother's lies are hard to bear
She tries to turn the child's love elsewhere
Her manipulation and deceitful ways
Make the stepmother's heart ablaze.

She wants to scream and shout aloud
And tell the child, her love is profound
But she holds back, knowing the damage done
By the mother, her battle is just begun.
For the only one who it's hurting is the child,
Innocent and fragile, yet so easily beguiled.

The stepmother continues to love and care
Her stepchild's heart, she'll never snare
For her love is honest and pure
And in time, the child will find the cure

The cure to heal the wounds of deceit
To understand the love she tried to beat
And in the end, the stepmother will win
For her love was stronger than the mother's sin.
A daughter's love can be complex,
Especially when the past interjects.
A mother absent from her youth,
Leaves scars that run deep, and truth,
Can be hard to find amidst the pain,
That lingers on like an unwelcome stain.

But still, she loves her mother dear,
Despite the fights and tears each year.
For in her heart, a part remains,
That longs to ease her mother's pains.
To heal the wounds that still persist,
And build a bond that can't be missed.

It's not an easy road to take,
For trust and understanding are at stake.
But love can conquer all, they say,
And so this daughter hopes and prays,
That someday soon, they'll find a way,
To mend the past and start anew today.

For though the fights may come and go,
And though the scars may never show,
The love between a mother and daughter,
Is a bond that time cannot slaughter.
And so, she'll keep on loving, strong,
Hoping that their hearts will one day belong.
An evil heart, so full of hate, A mother blinded, with no escape, Her child but a pawn in her twisted game, A victim of her anger and shame.
She cared not for the life she bore, nor for the love, as she once swore; her only goal was to cause pain and strife, hurt her child's other parent even if it meant doing things that would mentally mess up her child for life.
She spoke lies and slander with no remorse, Her child caught in the middle, feeling the force, Of a mother's hate, so fierce and strong, Her actions causing harm all along.
Days turned into nights, and nights to years; as her child shed so many tears, Until one day, they could take no more and left feeling a relief like never before.
Regret and sorrow filled her soul, As she realized her hateful goal, Had caused her child so much pain, A loss she could never regain.
She vowed to change, make amends, and seek forgiveness from them, But it was too late; her child was gone, lost to a mother's hate, forever withdrawn.
Her evil deeds, now left to rot, her heart so dark, with a heavy knot, a lesson learned, too little too late, as she faced the truth of her fate.
In the depths of my sorrow, I carry a weight
A burden so heavy, it's hard to relate
For I have lost five little ones, before they even arrived
Leaving me with a pain that never subsides

Each one a precious life, so full of promise and hope
But fate had other plans, and they were forced to elope
Leaving me with nothing but memories and tears
And a longing for the children I'll never get to rear

Oh, how hard it is to lose five babies before they're born
To never hear their laughter or see them at dawn
To miss out on the milestones and the joys of parenting them
Leaves me with a sense of loss that can never be understood

I try to find solace in knowing they're in a better place alongside mom
But the ache in my heart refuses to erase
For every time I see a child or hear a baby's cry
I'm reminded of what I've lost, and I can't help but sigh

So I'll carry on, with a heavy heart and a soul full of grief
Knowing that my babies are somewhere beyond the reach
But the love I have for them will never fade away
For they'll always be a part of me, until my dying day.
It's not worth fighting with the fools,
Who lack the wisdom to understand,
Their minds closed off, like stubborn mules,
They won't comprehend, nor take a stand.

Their words are like poison, spreading hate,
Infecting the world with their small-minded views,
And in trying to reason, we only agitate,
Their stubborn hearts, and their ignorant fuse.

We could argue until the end of time,
But the stubbornness of fools won't be swayed,
Their blind ignorance a mountain to climb,
And our efforts, wasted, as we're dismayed.

It's not worth fighting with those who won't see,
The value of learning, of growth, and change,
For they'll forever be trapped in misery,
Their ignorance a shackle, their minds estranged.

So let us not waste our energy and breath,
On those who won't listen or comprehend,
Instead, let us move forward, and let's bequeath,
Our wisdom to those willing to transcend.
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