CAN LOVE FIND HER :
She learned to love,
But she was filled with hatred.
She learned to be kind,
But she was filled with harshness.
She learned to be strong,
But she was filled with emptiness.
She learned to be hopeful,
But she was filled with thorns of hopelessness.
She learned to be happy,
But she was filled with shades of scars in her eyes.
She learned to be confident,
But she was filled with holes of vulnerable scratches.
She learned to be a stunning moon,
But she was filled with suffocating nightmares.
She learned to be a beautiful woman,
Only to find all these
days that she
had not
learned to love
her beautiful
self,
Which was fading
In her myth
of facade darkness,
which she
protected
like her true self.
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