Her heart is crushed beyond repair
a pile of dust encased in bones
too much damage to beat again
maybe she's better off alone.

Another heartbreak to add to the list
no checking it twice, she remembers them still
broken promises, opportunities missed
the damage they've done, she's undeserving of this.

Then like a phoenix from the ashes her heart rises once more
the scars will remain forever, etched in blood
reminders may echo deep within her core
but no longer confusing now completely understood.

Ready to love, learning to trust
her beating heart now stronger than ever before
the scars still carry the remains of the dust
but they no longer control who she is anymore.

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