She wrote to be free,
To kill the demons that haunted her dreams.
To feel the light she never could see.
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Gorgeous Chaos
Poetry'Is it not a pity, how the saddest people smile the brightest? How we are so easily fooled by the cure of their lips? Are we that foolish and unobservant as to not notice?' Just a collection of short poems, Written with no aim. Embrace it with all y...
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She wrote to be free,
To kill the demons that haunted her dreams.
To feel the light she never could see.
