She had teared enough to appreciate her value In the dusk, she had wept silently and decided to start anew However, those sobs were once a pleasant melody she's now tired of singing
She had agonized enough to get through the despair She had throbbed and realized this is a thing she can't bear However, those pains were once a fascinating photograph she's now tired of capturing
She had been wounded enough to convince herself to stop She had been lost and fallen 'til she dared to lift herself up However, those scars were once a beautiful canvas she's now tired of painting
She had fought enough to finally get out of the torment She finally regained herself from the wasted time she had spent However, those battles were once a breath-taking film she's now tired of watching
She had loved hard enough to be free from regrets She smiled, laughed, and giggled, she had to admit However, those memories were once a captivating poetry she's now tired of writing