Her eyes were hazel green but that day, Oh how I could've sworn there was nothing as red. A single tear went down her cheeks and landed on her puffed rosy pink lips; She was on her knees praying to the lord, seeking forgiveness. I haven't met anyone stronger than her actually, not ever do I recall witnessing this type of strength, maybe it was the strength of love, or maybe it was the strength loneliness left her with.
Demons whispered in her ear, telling her to say the next words, and so she did.
"Forgive me for my wrongs my lord, and for my sins, I have just begun."
She walked with her head high the next day, she wasn't going to bend down to anyone.
her silky brown hair fluttered over her shoulders.
she was wearing her denim jacket, denim jeans, and her favorite pair of black heeled boots.
guys surrounded her, she was beautiful, yet she never saw that in herself.
she always had this idea in mind that, people weren't meant to be on this earth to be beautiful by their appearance, but with their gestures,personalities, and the words they uttered.
she was a rare one, with a pure heart.
she was so full of life yet so soul-drained, it was the way this world has shaped her, and there was nothing she could possibly do that would make her the same person she was before. not as long as she was a part of that ugly society filled with hatful,judgmental, and selfish individuals.
walking down the streets, she heard someone yelling loudly with fear, "SOMEONE HELP,FIRE, FIRE!"
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Beating Hearts
RomansaHave you ever wondered what a soul could possibly want In this world? From a perspective you would think everyone lived for love,work, or even money. But that wasn't any of what Sarah wanted. Sarah's soul was a pure one, waiting for what seemed mu...
