The hardest of all hearts shatters with the most ease.
The one who gets nothing is easiest to please.
Take her hand and guide her through.
There's nothing as wonderous as this shade of blue.
No matter how far she runs, there isn't an escape.
The only thing that matters to them is her face's new shape.
With every glance that passes, the fire buns with greater heat.
Every day is a struggle, every conversation a new feat.
Years will pass, under the skin the bruises fade
But she'll recognize this bed she lays in, as one she has made.
No one will ever understand the reasons it happened
And every time, each smile is saddened.
There's nothing stronger than a woman who's made it through
All the heart ache and punches love conquers and subdues.
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