She was a quiet and sad girl
Well too used to the feeling of loneliness
Not raised to speak up her mind
Not used to share the scars on her heart
Already dead and buried inside
At least that what she thought
Until he wrote down his love for her
In a blank page
Removing her shackles
Setting her free
After that
She never looked the same again
She never felt the same again
She tasted love for the first time
And it allowed her to live
Rather than survive
For the first time

Ja Fa

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