A diamond amidst rough stone,
Embracing societal expectations,
Yet steadfastly pursuing her dreams.
But in everything,
She is as precious as gold.
Through every trial, she radiates,
Shining brightly, unyielding and bold.

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In the silence of a long break,
My words, absent companions, linger,
Reality chokes my voice,
Leaving only a breath to mark my existence.
It's seems I have lost it's beauty,
And could only stare at a blank slate,
Where imagination becomes a makeshift reality,
I struggle to meld the two,
But find nothing to organize.
Life strides ahead, leaving me behind,
My imagination soaring while my bones merely survive.
They say hard work pays,
But for how long?
Patiently, I listen to the whispers of the spirit,
Hoping one day,
My words will find their meaning.

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Miss the days,
When I could express myself freely,
Write without hesitation,
Compose without a boundary,
Reminisce on the words,
And feel the depth of my notes.

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Ever felt like one is going crazy,
But still maintain sanity.
Ever felt like an ostrich who tucks itself below the earth surface,
Just because it seems like the earth plays with its sanity.
It's crazy right?
Makes one feel like a lost fellow.
Well journeys have come and gone,
I do have a destination,
But for now,
I am lost.

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Looking at him,
Is like looking at my mirror
I never want shattered

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She is only a woman,
Beaten by love,
All she wanted,
Was to love her children,
And the love reciprocated by her husband.
She hid his shame,
And sang his praises.
She was never seen complaining,
But her heart bled a thousand times.
The youth of her beauty gradually fades,
Well she is still a youth,
With the appearance of madness.
She slowly looses her sanity,
But she struggles not to forget her children.
Betrayal, Loneliness, abandoned...
She is finally locked from the existence of reality
Oh! What was her crime?

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Of the the new person you became.
A stranger in the face I grew up knowing


Your past memories were hard to let go

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I am grateful for:
Every step I take,
The bumps of life,
My failures and success,
The breathe I take
And so many more...
Each time I want to give up,
Life teaches me not to be ungrateful

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Knowing your that you haven't come this far to be trampled on.
You deserve your worth

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We all come from somewhere,
Meet at a time,
And at some point,
We will eventually depart.
Au revoir my good friend!
Your memories live on!

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