White In the depths where shadows lie,
Where teardrops fall, and dreams may die,
A fire flickers, faint but bright,
A spark within the endless night.
Each scar you bear, a battle won,
A testament to what you've done,
The storms that raged, the nights so long,
But still you stand, defiant, strong.
Let pain not chain your soaring will,
For in its grasp, you’re stronger still,
The weight you carry makes you bold,
A heart once scarred turns pure as gold.
So rise, transform, let pain ignite,
The power that’s hidden from your sight,
In every tear, in every fall,
There's strength that answers every call.
From ashes rise, from darkness, bloom,
Your spirit soars beyond the gloom,
For pain, though fierce, will soon devour,
And leave you standing, filled with power.
©Priyanka
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