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SHE'S NOT WHAT SHE WAS

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She's not what she was, a fading light
A shadow of her former self, lost in night
Her eyes, once bright and bold, now dim and grey
Her smile, a distant memory, faded away

Her laughter, music to our ears, now rare
Her voice, a whisper of its former care
Her steps, once light and free, now slow and worn
Her heart, a heavy burden, weighed down and torn

She's not what she was, a flower that's lost its bloom
A melody that's forgotten its sweet perfume
Her soul, a flame that's flickering low
A light that's struggling to shine, in a world that's cold

Her dreams, a distant memory, lost in time
Her hopes, a fading ember, dying in its prime
She's not what she was, a star that's lost its shine
A beauty, fading like a sunset's dying sign

Her story, a chapter closed, a book that's lost its page
A memory, a bittersweet reminder, of a love that's lost its stage.
 
She's not what she was, a fading light
A shadow of her former self, lost in night
Her eyes, once bright and bold, now dim and grey
Her smile, a distant memory, faded away

Her laughter, music to our ears, now rare
Her voice, a whisper of its former care
Her steps, once light and free, now slow and worn
Her heart, a heavy burden, weighed down and torn

She's not what she was, a flower that's lost its bloom
A melody that's forgotten its sweet perfume
Her soul, a flame that's flickering low
A light that's struggling to shine, in a world that's cold

Her dreams, a distant memory, lost in time
Her hopes, a fading ember, dying in its prime
She's not what she was, a star that's lost its shine
A beauty, fading like a sunset's dying sign

Her story, a chapter closed, a book that's lost its page
A memory, a bittersweet reminder, of a love that's lost its stage.


Your words really hit deep so raw and full of emotion.
It’s painful to see someone fade like that, piece by piece.

But I believe even in the quiet and in her pain, there’s still strength.

Maybe she’s not who she used to be, but she’s still here, still fighting in her own way.

Thank you for putting all that feeling into words, it’s powerful.


 
She's not what she was, a fading light
A shadow of her former self, lost in night
Her eyes, once bright and bold, now dim and grey
Her smile, a distant memory, faded away

Her laughter, music to our ears, now rare
Her voice, a whisper of its former care
Her steps, once light and free, now slow and worn
Her heart, a heavy burden, weighed down and torn

She's not what she was, a flower that's lost its bloom
A melody that's forgotten its sweet perfume
Her soul, a flame that's flickering low
A light that's struggling to shine, in a world that's cold

Her dreams, a distant memory, lost in time
Her hopes, a fading ember, dying in its prime
She's not what she was, a star that's lost its shine
A beauty, fading like a sunset's dying sign

Her story, a chapter closed, a book that's lost its page
A memory, a bittersweet reminder, of a love that's lost its stage.
You may feel lost right now, like the light inside you is fading, but you're still here and that means there's hope. With time you shall start shining at your best.....
 
She's not what she was, a fading light
A shadow of her former self, lost in night
Her eyes, once bright and bold, now dim and grey
Her smile, a distant memory, faded away

Her laughter, music to our ears, now rare
Her voice, a whisper of its former care
Her steps, once light and free, now slow and worn
Her heart, a heavy burden, weighed down and torn

She's not what she was, a flower that's lost its bloom
A melody that's forgotten its sweet perfume
Her soul, a flame that's flickering low
A light that's struggling to shine, in a world that's cold

Her dreams, a distant memory, lost in time
Her hopes, a fading ember, dying in its prime
She's not what she was, a star that's lost its shine
A beauty, fading like a sunset's dying sign

Her story, a chapter closed, a book that's lost its page
A memory, a bittersweet reminder, of a love that's lost its stage.
This is a poignant and evocative poem that captures the pain of witnessing someone you love deteriorate.
The imagery is powerful, conveying the loss of vitality, joy, and beauty in the person being described. The comparisons to fading light, wilting flowers, and dying flames effectively convey the sense of decline and loss. The poem also touches on the bittersweet nature of memory, reminding us of what once was and can never be again.

It's a heartfelt and emotional piece ...

*A_AICS
 
A feeling, although I am male, I can still relate to in some way, very poignant, and beautifully written
 
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