She was Not pretty.
So impossibly ugly, she would say. It would not be possible to love her, too weird,
she would say.
I couldn't comprehend the reason behind it though. She was beautiful, her soul was a vibrant mixture of colour, a voice of an angel. Her hair was silky and kindly kept. It was not an option to stay away, you were drawn to her. How could you not admire her?
Stay back there. There.
I don't believe you, she would say. That's not true, she would say.
Doubt? Took over her mind, ran threw her actions and thoughts constantly. She started to stop functioning, couldn't do it.
That's not pretty, she would say. That's not beautiful, she would say.
But You are, can't you see?
Do You see?
See?
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Song: Ivy (Frank Ocean)
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