Epitaph
Here is where she lies
Remember her beauty
Remember her kindness
Remember her strength
Remember her bravery
Remember who she was
She was like a daisy
Wrong
She was a rose
A rose with thorns
She was angry
She was broken
She had her walls
She was in pain
She was beautiful on the outside
But she was broken on the inside
She would hide
She would cry
She would try to hide her pain
She wouldn't dare to trust
Her heart had been broken too many times
She became a rock
A wall
Nothing could penatrate her
Love was foreign to her now
Love was broken
And so was she
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