She smiles,
Saving teardrops
In piggy banks
For when goodbyes arrive.
She hides a song,
Between stapled pages
Of her diary.
She whispers
Her woes
Into sea shells.
Carrying oceans
In a tea cup;
The long night
On her frail wings.
She waits,
For a gloomy valentine,
Her shadows,
A somber hue of blue...

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