a - embrace in the depths

Her wounds have almost healed now,
you’d barely know that they were there,
and on the days, you see her smiling,
you’d think she didn’t have a care,
but she is hurting, more than ever,
she still cries until she sleeps,
don’t think she doesn’t need your comfort,
just because you never see her weep.

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