Oh! How beautiful was that taste!!
The taste of freedom...
Looking back now she regrets...
Regrets all her decisions...
She should have stayed...
Stayed in her safe-hole...
But like a moth towards the flame...
The storm allured her...
She screamed in her agony...
But there was no response...
All she heard is mockery...
Mockery of those echoes...
In that darkness she heard...
Heard a voice so mellifluous...
She then followed with her closed eyes...
Like the rats to the pied piper...
But then again when she realised...
She was already stucked...
Stucked in the bitter-sweet lie of the piper...
Mani❣️
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ESCAPE
Poetry. ... The storm was so alluring.... ...That it made her fall... ...But she kept searching for her *BLUE* ... ...Her "ESCAPE"💙...
