The following text is entirely fictional. Resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental. :)
They said, "You are weak." She stood up in arms and proved them wrong.
They said, "The weak cry." She put a shield to hide any tears.
They said, "You are but a girl, you have no right to dream." She fought for her dreams to come true.
In the end they found her alone, her sword by her side - crying tears of blood. They asked, "Why are you crying? You have everything."
She whispered, "I'm tired. All my life I fought for them, and now I sit here alone, with no one to hold me when I fall."
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