She

She’s accomplished
And I’m just barely getting by.
She’s strong
And I’m powerless in my battles.
She’s beautiful
And I’m simply the accessory that fits her arm.
She’s everything
And I’m not always in it.
She’s mine
And I’m enjoying it while it lasts.

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