A lion's soul, a warrior's heart.
Her dreams she hides, hope torn apart.
Frail, fragile; a soul that's barely alive.
Chained to the prison of loneliness, she's just another statistic in this mess.
Perhaps one fateful day, the sun may rise once more.
Though until then, may her heart forever roar.
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365 Days of Poetry (Part Four)
PoetryPart four of my '365 Days of Poetry' challenge, 2020~
