Betrayal's sting, I quietly endure,
In waves of sorrow, my heart finds no cure.
Dreams of devotion, shattered and torn,
Yet hope whispers softly, though I feel forlorn.
The love I gave, met with deceit,
Now I rise alone, finding my feet.
From the ashes of trust, I rebuild my flame,
Seeking respect, not a love to reclaim.
My broken heart, now adorned with pride,
I walk this path with dignity as my guide.
Each tear, a lesson, each wound a mark,
Lighting my journey through the dark.
This poem speaks of strength and grace,
Of a woman who found her rightful place.
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