ESTHER

ESTHER
She was a woman, strong and bold,
Her spirit burned with inner fire.
A story waiting to unfold,
Fueled by passion and desire.
Her eyes, like flames, they danced and shone,
Reflecting dreams of what could be.
She stood so proud, yet felt alone,
A captive bird, longing to be free.
She loved a man, with all her heart,
But he was cruel, and cold, and blind.
He tore her fragile world apart,
And left her broken, left behind.
She sought revenge, a burning need,
To make him suffer, feel her pain.
But vengeance plants a bitter seed,
And leaves a soul consumed by rain.
She found no peace, no sweet release,
Her heart a storm, forever tossed.
Her fiery spirit found no peace,
And in the darkness, she was lost.

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