🌹🤍Their eyes are veiled with melancholy,
women who suffer in the soul.
You recognize them immediately,
you feel them,
even when out of modesty
they hide from themselves.
Few understand them and many judge them.
They smile without conviction
and cry for no reason,
women prisoners of the pain of living,
that takes away all energy,
which leads to hate loneliness
but also to seek it.
They live with the fog in their soul
the sleeping hope
and life that gets out of hand.
They suffer with dignity and
never let themselves go
because they are not forgotten
of their generosity
of too many responsibilities towards others.
They know dark days
and dawns that seem to never come.
The mood is a sea wave
that breaks against the rocks of the soul.
Women prisoners of themselves,
of their emotionality,
they no longer have the energy to dream.
They have only one desire,
go through their tunnel to see the light again.
To come back to life... 🤍💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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