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In the still of night, she drifted away, To a realm where shadows and dreams held sway. A girl in conflict, a heart torn asunder, A fight...

She was a flame, that burned bright and bold Ambition fueled, her heart and soul to mold She reached for stars, and dared to dream But...

Life's journey wore her down, each step a test A constant struggle, her spirit pressed But still she rose, with every fall Refusing to...

In the kingdom where life's cruelty reigns, Comes a new tormentor, obsession's chains. Trapped in his grasp, no escape in sight, Each day...

I'm flying with broken wings, can't seem to find my way Tired of the darkness, tired of the pain Been pushed to the edge, lost in the...

After struggles long, she's caught in life's cruel snare, Each move she makes, it tightens, a relentless nightmare. She ponders, was...

In the realm of love's illusion, they say they care, But the truth within is often hard to bear. They adore the idea, not the person...

After a year of struggle, where battles persist, She conquered death, a daunting tryst she'd persist. Emerging victorious 'neath the...

Death comes knocking, with his tempting deals and lies, Offering a way out, an escape from the curse's ties. But she stands tall, with a...

Unveil the unseen depths of a girl's soul in this introspective journey of memories, dreams, and hidden strength.

a girl's hurt and frustration with people who expect her to give while giving nothing in return.

In the depths of those darkest days, Life and death were but a haze. She flirted with danger, played it like a game, But little did she...

the poem explores the deep pain and vulnerability of living with a physical scar.

She stands before the switch, her hand extended, A frozen moment in time, her mind suspended. She longs to turn it off, to be free

"Cherophobia (Cursed Part 5)", the protagonist struggles with a curse that takes away all the happiness and joy in her life.

Things were going well, the sun was shining bright, She had adapted to the changes, she'd won the fight. But good things never last, as...

A poem about a strong woman who battles with Death and his army. Her life is depicted as a chessboard game. losing at every point.

Death, my enemy, a lonely figure in the night Stealing away all that is dear, without a second sight He doesn't understand the language...

She is cursed, for everything She touches turns to dust, Death is not a friend but a cold-hearted thief, It steals everything She has and...

She has a curse For what she touches turns to dust From objects like flowers to dreams of unconsciousness She fought with it for what she...