Everything she ever wanted in her life has disappeared.
Standing tall against the rubble, she has feared.
Love was her momentum in life.
Sorrowfully she is left with strife.
Looking at herself in the mirror, a dark image had appeared.
It was her other side, is what she fears.
She had never faced up to so many challenges, life had broken her in two.
The one thing she could always count on was loving you.
Now she walks this cold and lonely road alone.
Another heartache she had owned.
Fate had always brought her back to you.
If only love was true.
She would be coming back to you.
©terrylin53
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