Bismillahirrahmanirrahim
(In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful)
.............................................................................................................................
this is a story
of a girl
walking down the street
alone
hoping for a bird
to her
away
this is life
she called
bruises and pains
hit her hard
this is reality
she thought
screaming of hurt
crying for help
covered her
walking down a street
an empty one
she find herself
walking by her own
no one to assist
and she still make it
alive and kicking
they said
a flickering light
appeared
and she knows
she must do it
alone
spreading her wings
fly up high
taking all the pains
and
smile bright out.
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