Cycle
There she is
in all her mighty
the victimless victim who can do no wrong
how her sorrows are heavy with somber words
and her tears flow in currents so strong
how does history repeat itself
time and time again
when the letters on the page
are present for all to see
that mistakes have been made
its just her grief
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will the pain ever subside?
will she ever not paint herself as the villain for the rest of her life?
men come and go
isn’t that a fact?
why does one hold her hostage to the past
while the other ties her down to the hypothetical
another praises her fragile ego
and the next just strokes her fears of commitment
there’s not much to tell in her journey yet
she hasn’t even formed her own opinion on such matters
maybe one day she’ll see her life in a graceful light
so that her own being doesn’t shatter
