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She burns

In the heart of the night

Her fire burns bright

Can you feel the flames?

Can you smell the smoke?

Can you see her radiant light?

She burns all she no longer needs.

Memories and moments

of times she won’t rewind.

Pictures of people,

who put voices in her mind.

Her weight is shed.

Her pain is gone.

It is time to rise again

and let her hair grow long.

Now She burns her own fire.

She speaks her own truth.

She burns with passion and desire.

Her fire runs wild,

like a stubborn inner child

Yet She won’t let her body burn to ashes and dust

By playing a role or win people’s trust

Nor burn at the stake for another’s strife.

It’s time for her to love herself

and take back her own life.

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