She doesn't sing love songs anymore
There is a tinge of grief in her lullabies
I wonder who hurt her that much
To vanish all the fire in her soul.
She isn't the same anymore
Her smiles barely reach her eyes
Her laughters sound like stifled cries
In the depths of lonely nights.
She isn't the same as she was
Even if she tries to mask her pain
Her loneliness is screaming from within
Its silence is more defeaning.
©irleenda
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