Value not those opinions
Those to, have had, helped your soul cry
Now, dry them eyes; no reasons, as to, why
Rebuke those minions of ill will; be wise

Sought for the humbling of the heart
Wished a best-friend but found a lover; instead
Dread started to fill of hurt; you bled
Ending on eggshells and feeling, ever so, dead

Profound silence all around
Night has fallen down
Wandering the streets; she’s found
Softly crying without making a sound

One, to be; it is real
Takes no special skill
Breaking no one’s will
Masks removed was her fault; still

Not even family would defend
Always feeling as to have sinned
It was they who didn’t WIN!
You are a better person than all of them!!!!

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