Wednesday
She's Lost, Yet holds her composure.
At times she wishes this part of her life was over.
The Broken Hearts, The Shattered Dreams
So many things left unseen.
Each day there is a chance for a new begining
But everything from the past keeps her head spining.
All the feelings are held deep inside
In fear that someone might see her breakdown and cry.
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