Look...
There she runs
Proudly wearing those scars and bruises
After bearing the shot of your gun ....
She knew no bandaids would heal her pain
She knew even the prayers would be in vain...
She knew nothing could un-crease her strains...
So she the warrior of her game,
Stood up... Took off that dented case
And her soul did she untame...
Free from the ties that hit hard at her brain...
Finally closing the blood blotted chapter of her life's book
Because many more chapters lay untouched...
And the story goes on from life to death!
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