Bruised
She hid herself,
Behind those facade full of lies,
Bruised wasn't her body,
Bruised was her soul,
For the one who was her everything,
For the one to whom she was nothing!
Bit by bit she died,
Just like a plant without water,
Just like a bird inside a cage,
Just like a person without dreams,
Bruised wasn't her body,
Bruised was her soul,
For the one who she loved,
For the one who never loved her back!
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