She seats at the top
Of a mountain
Wounded by thousand
Of wars
And yet she is ready
Strong as ever
Ready to fight
The arrows of lies
The deceiving words
That breaks her heart
Every single time
She still stands
A believer of love
And happiness
She holds her sword
With pride
Because she knows
It is not a lost cause
And she will win the
Final battle!
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Flowers to celebrate me To brighten my heart with the colors of life! April flowers for a flower... -
I wish that your mornings Be bright, with clear skies That you walk in good paths And that you might have Many reasons to smile I wish that...
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It hurts Sometimes To cut the ties With what you love Because Your own sanity Is at play It hurts Like when a bird Opens the. Cage And flye...
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