In the mist of woods
There lies a lonely soul
Fear of the world
Fear of life
Fear of everything that ceases her core
She tries to overcome but all in vain
Everything goes back to the black hole again
But she shall conquer again
The world will seem beautiful again
Again she shall smile
When the sun will smile upon
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Bits and pieces
Historia CortaOkay guys Hi! This is my space... I may write short stories here or bits and pieces of whatever I imagine in my head.. or some random stuff... hope you all enjoy it .. Do comment on stuff you relate and share your experience... (You will get what...
