14/05/2026
Robbed.
A dream, a future, and a state of mind.
Yet, she stood still:
As a friend,
As an only daughter,
As a dreamer,
And as a self-built Queen.
Still, Spreading her own wings;
Still, failing and commiting mistakes;
Still, hurting and healing;
Yet, learning and growing.
'Cause the pain doesn't hinder her becoming.
There is HOPE in her scars,
Forever etched in her soul and heart.
She continues to speak her mind, her truth,
With a humble heart from a humble beginning.
And a heart who's willing to sacrifice for her beloved.
She continues to dream,
Bolder and stronger,
While keeping her feet grounded.
I am SHE.
1:26am, drafted.
May 15, 2026.
Poetic rhytmns echoing againn.
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