A hundred melodies of sorrow,
Played softly with her heart,
A chaotic mess inside, broken
Yet beautiful, such was she.
Strong everyday, she portrayed
But within, only she knew
Her grief that consumed her,
Every moment, every breath.
A hundred shattered pieces,
Resided inside her soul,
Unknown to all, strangely broken
Yet beautiful, such was she.
A flicker of hope, lied in
Darkness and tears of her eyes,
For she knew brokenness, was
Her strength and not weakness.
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Sunsets With Riya
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