uncertain
As her mind drifts upon the silent shores of uncertainty,
She ponders about what is yet to come.
She wonders why no one understands the pangs of her broken soul,
unsure if her thoughts are heard, as they float away with the wind.
Parts of her mind are plagued by battles within her heart,
deliberating whether the seed of her heart will bleed or succeed.
Before her lies a path infected by dead crows,
behind her a collection of unchallenged emotions from a forgotten childhood.
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