Her heart was a glass before it became a graphite
Confidentiality and hope was weighed and tempered with to a syndrome
She journeyed between flames of deceits.

The lyric to her heart was threshly beaten;
The misuse and unraveling of her own dignity slaughtered her diligence;
Dreams turmoil between success and defeat.

Was unruly to be conform to a smooth layer,
Now see the pain you are exercing with regret!
You saw the flame in your eyeball at hand and now O no!! You cry!

She destined her future henceforth on a loamy soil;
With first thought of shattered frames of confidence
Her self inspiration was her antidote, with the best thought of sophisticated future rocken her agility n ignited her bravery.

Yes! Her hardest element became the lightest through difficulty and affirmation;
Surpassing strength above flaws.

-Dellanie Buck



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