She fought her demons and made it back to earth.
Her happiness, lives on from birth.
Every bone in her body paid a price.
And now instead of feeling her emotions, she has to be nice.
In a world full of lifetime disasters,
She fought to become a master.
Every person she brings on her team,
A smirk or a smile, but never could they be mean.
Promises were made,
Promises were broken, the feelings must fade.
But the one thing she owned was her self respect and dignity.
And that my friend was a pity.
Longing for some kind of control,
And a heartless soul,
She never imagined being this much alone.
A heart by many but never owned.
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