One by one they all parted,
She now stands alone.
Solitary in memories
Those have long since flown.
They call to her gently,
She pulls back the veil,
To peek at the little girl,
Tiny, trembling and frail.
The orphan in the garden,
A song in her heart,
Who asked nothing from life,
But it's heart to impart.
Walls were erected,
As the tiny heart grew cold,
The child stayed young
As the body grew old.
Innocence peers out
Through dimmed eyes long since grown.
Hiding the scars, left by those
Who had scars of their own.
She ponders past memoirs,
And the sting of dark pain.
A childhood once lived,
But never again.
Her life's mistakes,
A distant thought.
No room for regret,
Her failures for naught.
She lingers with feelings,
Loss of love, loss of kin,
Forced to relive the horror of oneness again.
Now looking to Heaven, and counting the stars,
She finds freedom and courage
To break down the bars.
A new found solace sweeping over the sorrow,
Though beaten today,
She'll be stronger tomorrow...
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