hidden figures

her glamorous heart,
shattered; healing
was brighter than before.

a hidden sob,
an expressive laugh,
a wistful smile.

secretive confessions,
that was how she rolled,
had buried themselves deep within her,
fueling her,
guiding her.

what once was a
spark of fury
was now a
raging inferno,
pushing her forward,
not thinking about what was behind her.

“Come here,”
called her future;
“I’ll miss you,”
whispered her past.



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