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In the tapestry of life, there are those who bear the heavy burden of being a victim. Theirs is a story of struggle, of pain, and of resilience. Through the power of poetry, we illuminate the unseen battles fought by those who have been wronged. Join us on a journey of empathy and understanding as we explore the complex emotions of those who navigate life as a victim.
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Silent Cry
Your tears, a hidden plea,
Victim’s pain, longing to be free.
In every wound, in every scar,
You bear the weight, it’s never far.
Through your silence, anguish stays,
In your sorrow, a muted gaze.
Wounded Heart
Your hurt, a deepened mark,
Victim’s soul, lost in the dark.
In every ache, in every fear,
You seek solace, someone near.
Through your suffering, shadows loom,
In your heart, a constant gloom.
Fragile Hope
Your hope, a flickering light,
Victim’s strength, hidden from sight.
In every trial, in every plight,
You seek justice, day and night.
Through your struggle, courage found,
In your fight, truth is crowned.
The Victim’s Tears
In your pain, a world would cry,
Stories told in the tearful sigh.
Your suffering, a force so true,
Turned my blue skies into grey hue.
With every wound, a bond was strained,
Turning my hopes into pain.
The victim’s tears, fierce and clear,
Brought a shadow that lingered near.
Your presence, a symbol of your might,
Turned my heart to endless night.
In your pain, I found my way,
Turning darkness into day.
With every tear, a strength was sown,
Turning my fears into stone.
The victim’s tears, forever near,
Brought wisdom through the tear.
The Sorrow Keeper
In your pain, a bond was shattered,
Turning my dreams into scattered.
Your suffering, a gift so stark,
Turned my light into dark.
With every wound, a lesson learned,
Turning my worries into earned.
The sorrow keeper, fierce and bold,
Turned my calm into uncontrolled.
Through your pain, I found my stride,
To turn your night into guide.
With every tear, a strength was grown,
Turning my fears into stone.
Through your suffering, I found my song,
A melody where I belong.
The sorrow keeper, forever dear,
Brought clarity through the cheer.
Victim’s Echo
In the pain of your ways,
Lies a sorrow that does amaze.
Each struggle you faced, each hurt you bore,
Turns my heart to a place sore.
Your suffering, a haunting light,
Turns brightness into night.
With every tear, every cheer,
You make the injustice clear.
Your sorrow, a cold wave,
In your presence, I am brave.
In your pain, I find my voice,
Learning to make my own choice.
Forever healing, forever true,
In your shadow, life renews.
