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Mary Frances Dec 2018
Her heart ached for the sorrow she saw in his eyes.
She reached out her hand to him.
Yet he chose to drown himself alone in sadness.
She burdened her heart of pain for the both of them.
Hearts were broken. Tears were shed.
She cried for him while he cried for another.
Mary Frances Dec 2018
I look at myself everyday
in the mirror and then realize
I've been given the most beautiful gift
I could ever ask for - my existence;
my chance of life;
my chance of love.
Mary Frances Dec 2018
I was about to hold your hand
when you said goodbye but
you already started walking away
and all I had to look at was your
back as you go.
Mary Frances Nov 2018
She was just
one of his once-upon-a-times
in reaching his happy ending.
But for her,
he's already the happily-ever-after.
Mary Frances Nov 2018
He loved her
with everything he had,
with everything that was left of him.
He promised his heart to her.
Told her to call his name
whenever she needed him.
She never knew that was the last time.
And as he took his last breath
in the darkest alley,
it was her name on his lips.
But she didn't hear and
she would never know.
Not now, not ever.
Mary Frances Nov 2018
She grew up too fast to catch up
with the fabrications of the world.
And all that was heard was the cry
of her lost innocence.
Mary Frances Nov 2018
You feasted yourself with
the beauty you saw in front of me.
The smiles, the laughter, and
the nonsense talks behind
those mischievous glances.
Yet you never cared to look
or even spare a glimpse
at the scars branded at my back.
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