Her mind was as loud as the city at rush hour.
The constant hum, thundering through her ears, drowning out the voices around her.
Her lips were stained with bitter coffee; accompanied by a balance of sweetened words that rolled off of the tip of her tongue so casually.
Her eyes held shades of blue, tinted with the most sour lemon- though sometimes dripped with the sweetest lemonade.
She herself was a whole universe, with so many mysteries and things to discover. The way her freckles lightly kissed her skin, sprawling across it and forming such gorgeous constillations.
Though no-one ever cared to look close enough; to stand back and observe her from a distance at the masterpiece that stood before them.
No-one ever cared...
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Broken Wings - Poetry {COMPLETED}
Poetry200 Poetic Tragedies ... A collection of poetic chaos, written on love, loss, lust and longing. This is a safe haven for the broken - For those with Broken Wings. _____________________________ "In a world full of heartbreak, sadness is all I've eve...
