In the shadows of a cafe, 
She sits alone.
Her only company 
Is the coffee
But even it is afraid to speak. 

Engaged in her own shadows, 
She fades from the world around her. 
She forget who she is; 
Then, everyone forgets her. 
She and the world are ghosts to one another. 

Now,
She drowns in her own faults
Her mistakes, 
For she forgot, 
And she never told herself
That she was beautiful. 
But now, 
She will never forget
That she is beautiful
In every way. 

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