Her Unseen Sorrows
No one knows how deeply she yearns,
For those who chase their destined way,
And let their passion's compass sway.
No one knows how her spirit burns
With dreams that slipped through time's decay—
Regrets that haunt her day by day.
No one knows her unseen sorrows...
But me.
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Copyright © I.A. Ryd | Year Posted 2024
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