Thumping of the heart,
Echoes in her mind
With each little step,
Reaches she; The destination.
The destination of her gullible mind.
Eyes blurred with tears,
Happy tears,tears of freedom.
Retrospection seeks her mind; sad days were gone.
No longer are they a part of her soul,
She looks at those scars,of pain and violence.
Which marks her pale body.
'This is the end' , her psyche tells her.
End of her forbearance.
She'll fight,for the sake of dignity.
For respect,for pride.
The phoenix in her soars high,proud and unafraid.
A new birth, a new identity.
She'll fight,for a change.
Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 4:25 AM UTC
Thumping of the heart,
Echoes in her mind
With each little step,
Reaches she; The destination.
The destination of her gullible mind.
Eyes blurred with tears,
Happy tears,tears of freedom.
Retrospection seeks her mind; sad days were gone.
No longer are they a part of her soul,
She looks at those scars,of pain and violence.
Which marks her pale body.
'This is the end' , her psyche tells her.
End of her forbearance.
She'll fight,for the sake of dignity.
For respect,for pride.
The phoenix in her soars high,proud and unafraid.
A new birth, a new identity.
She'll fight,for a change.
Pride anger pain violence revenge
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