Her humiliation,
her lips numb with misery.
Implacable gaze, unwilling to comprehend what she had just felt.
But as the months passed,
she felt herself more and more.
Slowly picking up the pieces of her broken heart.
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A Weed Surrounded By Flowers
PoetryThrough poetry she felt the weight on her shoulders slowly fade as her thoughts and emotions went from her heart and swayed through the pen to the paper. Her life full of poems waiting to be written and read. She will no longer be silent, and this i...
