Crestfallen
This poem is inspired by my girlfriend. She is a woman of beauty, she does not see it, she is neither feminine or masculine, she is just her. As we all should be able to be.
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Her scars are so well hidden, tied up with a ribbon
They have pushed her to be driven, easy street never a given
She looks at them often, to remind her of what can not be forgotten
Her childhood forsaken, the reality was disillusion, her fate unchosen
She is the very definition of a self made woman thriven
Her scars won’t stop her succession, those in her way are stricken with affliction
She knows how it feels to be a trophy decoration, there for a presentation
Now she loves her chosen, trophy hunters are left crestfallen
Strong, filled with intelligence & passion, her path forward unknown
She will walk it unshaken, knowing she is not forsaken
Untying her ribbon, scars no longer hidden
The path will widen, striden forward together, sun shinin.
By Ellysa Greenhalgh
From: Australia
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