Her

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Her

Talyn

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They feared her because she danced with the sky

She looked her demons in the eye,

For she has seen death and reached out

Hand in hand she pushed them away,

She decided she had things to make her stay

She had played with the stars and made her own constellations They sparkle in her eyes, She took them from the skies,

And showed the world the danger

Of a damaged girl who knew her worth

She fixed her cracks with gold, fixed her wounds with lessons And she carried on like a soldier

She had a young body with a mind that grows older

After being left alone for a war that cant be won,

She finished it in her mind where it had begun

She wears her pain as beauty, and her scars as her armor For she was something mysterious and imperfectly perfect

For she was simply

Her.