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She feels like she is in the center of it all Between the chaos and the peace she longs for The day when she can close her eyes and shut out the noise the days of joy that went past her as the minute hand races pass the hour we all hope would last a few minutes longer She filled with peace but in her peace there is so much pain I would know I listen to her when she decides to share her story Her story is not the story of a princess and the prince But I admire the determination cause once in a while she tell me that she too will eventually get her happy ending That the hell hole that she is currently facing will be a thing of the past She has a smile of the early morning sunrise In her story even when she seems beaten and bruised She still wants to fight She gets up every morning to a battle and goes to sleep in her armour I have to wonder if she sleeps most of her days But am only a visitor thanks to her Just like many others before It is only due to her kindness Even though others were quick to voice their opinion about how they would do if they were in her shoes I just do not think her story is for me to edit but to rather keep my thoughts to myself I listen
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Apr 22, 2024
Apr 22, 2024 at 8:23 PM UTC
The woman with a candle
She feels like she is in the center of it all Between the chaos and the peace she longs for The day when she can close her eyes and shut out the noise the days of joy that went past her as the minute hand races pass the hour we all hope would last a few minutes longer She filled with peace but in her peace there is so much pain I would know I listen to her when she decides to share her story Her story is not the story of a princess and the prince But I admire the determination cause once in a while she tell me that she too will eventually get her happy ending That the hell hole that she is currently facing will be a thing of the past She has a smile of the early morning sunrise In her story even when she seems beaten and bruised She still wants to fight She gets up every morning to a battle and goes to sleep in her armour I have to wonder if she sleeps most of her days But am only a visitor thanks to her Just like many others before It is only due to her kindness Even though others were quick to voice their opinion about how they would do if they were in her shoes I just do not think her story is for me to edit but to rather keep my thoughts to myself I listen
I just wanted to write about someone else for a change and I finally got that chances
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Apr 22, 2024
Apr 22, 2024 at 8:23 PM UTC
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