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Jun 2021
Broken wings
Golden wings that aren't hers
Time has been cruel
As seen by the scars on her body
The time in the Darkness
Rebirthed her in ways
But left memories that will never fade away

Love has been cruel
The demons playing tricks on her
The men demanding favors
Each taking a part of her away
or killing it slowly

"Will love ever come."
She asks everyday
"Or am I destined to live alone once again?"
Writing of the Unknown
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