As I look past the shadows I see the true lady.
She is the one who hides what she is going through from family and friends.
She is surviving but existing by a thread.
She has learned to escape in a secretive way.
She has learned what it means to be truly loved.
Found by true friends she learns to live again.
Picking up the pieces she rebuilds her heart.
Her friends cement the shatter shards into a beating heart again.
With the strength of character she resolves to create a new beginning.
No longer will she sit back while life walks past her.
Her courage gives her the strength to accept more then just friendship.
She bids her time till things are in place.
Her heart is no longer frozen in time.
Truest hearts know no bounds and can free the simplest thoughts.
Given and shared love will strengthen and free the torn soul.
She finds her heart truly loved for the first time.
Her fair mind finds her true love in his kind sweet soul. She does what she must to do right by him.
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