They Cannot Stop Her Dreams
Holding her trampled ego,
She walks out tall,
A potent love potion,
Her eyes say it all.
She will not prove herself,
To those responsible for her fall,
She will mend her tattered grace,
For her own soulful call.
Her heart is for her keeping,
Not a toy for all.
They can destroy her body to shreds,
But her soul will break through the wall.
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