The Truth is nobody liked her , they liked the idea of her , her soft aesthetic , the way how she talks about the things she loves , the way how her eyes glow whenever she looks at the sky , how happy she's under the rain , how beautiful she made pain look through her writings, they loved how unusual she's , but they didn't like her , they were curious about her and about the things she does , but whenever they get to know her , they end up leaving , the curiosity fades away , and they say "she's too much" , nobody liked her but she liked everybody , she was there telling them stories , helping everyone , saving everyone , when nobody saved her , when she needed to be saved .
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lost between the lips of emotions✨
PoetryI'm bad with beginnings , introductions and endings I'm everything stuck in the middle I'm the part where people cry the most in the movies I'm a twenty years old crisis I'm the middle of a mess with words stuck in her throat tryinna free them in h...
