Time has passed,
Unto the next.
With a broken heart,
A broken wing.
That was left to be mend.
She then came,
Picking up pieces.
Of a tired life,
Worn and drawn.
Almost beyond repair.
Life was hard before.
A broken marriage,
A broken home.
With a stone,
For a heart.
Left bruised and abuse,
The past had left its mark.
Bitter and cold.
Time has made the perfect,
Ice Queen.
She then came,
Melting away the ice.
Making the heart beat,
Once again in the dark.
With a warm light up ahead.
Showing the way,
To a new life.
A new start.
Beyond,
The Pain.
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