The agony ran through her veins,
Diffused in her blood,
Blood to the brain,
That's where emotions gave birth to thoughts,
thoughts abounded and flowed into words,
From A to Z you can see the words,
She can see her emotions,
Shaping her pains into beautiful lines,
she poured rains into the paper,
Pain seared her heart into million pieces,
She didn't fix those pieces,
Yet She carved those pieces into a beautiful masterpiece,
That's how she became a poetess.
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