Made from shattered pieces of a mirror , giving a perfect image of what people wanted to see in her
she became what she wanted to
- fire, illusion, everything lethal
but with a broken heart
and a bruised soul set on fire
but still smiling.
-M.
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Rhapsodic
Poetry《 A collection of poems and prosés from the personal stash of a beginner. All are mine ✍ 》
