Heart's sheild
Strong doesn't mean that she never breaks, ask her nightly drenched pillows.
Brave doesn't sketch ego in her heart, it's just her heart throbbing in an iron cage filled with the broken shards of her past.
Silence doesn't demonstrate an unsocial, selfish giant, sink in her mind and listen to the screams of her angels and demons.
Being optimistic doesn't always carve sweet dreams, interrogate the nightmares chasing her in her life's maze.
It's just a powerful and a magical shield.
Where not even a crack can be produced the strongest but can always be obliterated by the true one.
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