She

Everyday she reads through the lines 
Of her own dream land 
She escapes a sign full of ease
And consoles her soul everything would be fine

Everytime she dooms down and loses her hope
To  her own dissolving dark self
She stands up again weak
Yet ready to cope

Whenever the world let's her down 
Even in pain she fights
With adoring her own flaws 
She perfectly dresses her pride crown

Each moment she is in despair
She searches for comfort 
And smiles even when
She has nothing but her simplicity to share 

Everytime she is deafted
She rises up once more
Only to comprehend 
Her own loving self to be beautifully crafted

11th gradebeautifulcouragedevotionfree verse

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