(A/N: Short poetry. I'll do more soon!!)
There is ice in her heart, but fire in her eyes. Her skin is pure, just like the bones in her body. Her lips are soft, a rose pink colour. Her hands are delicate and each touch is like as light as a feather. She spreads love and accepts pain. She preaches higher than she'd expect. Her name is magnificent, that everytime you speak it, you're afraid you might break it. Her voice is like a harp, when she sings, it's as peaceful as birds. She is truly, undeniably beautiful. But behind her flaming, orange eyes, there is a dark story, much like the rest of her. Her body may be stunning, but every part of her is damaged. Everyone gets so caught up in her beauty that no one remembers that she too is human and she too has feelings. The scars may have faded on the outside, but on the inside, they haunt her everyday. Where's her happiness? They all ask and wonder why.
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A little poetry of mine
PoetryA/N: This is just one of the poems I made, sorry if it's depressing but I don't normally label things like that. It just came to me and I needed to write it down so I hope you enjoy!! Ty so much! Shoutouts to my favourite writers soon!
