Pane

Her face is pressed upon the pane
The foggy glass made wet with rain

 

Reflections whisper to her heart
Inside the love she'll never part

 

Her breath injected, spread the stain
Inhale beauty, exhale pain

 

Tears slide hotly, from her scars
Memories, mistakes build bars

 

Smile, dear, release the sun
How she shines, her battles won

 

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