
When words feel short to express what she feels,
She tries hard and tries many ways,
To move on and somehow heal.
It is one of those days,
When the ironic silence deafens every other ring,
On the floor, senseless she lays,
Ironic is the pain that numbs her being.
It is one of those nights,
Darker than others, scarier than others,
Even the moon could not sneak in light,
Maybe it does not even bother.
It is one of those nights,
That does not seem to end,
She waits for the sun to ascend to its might,
And hope it does not betray like her other heavenly friend.
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