"Her feet glided across the puddle, the droplets cascaded down like a funnel.
Her veins punctured her skin like the knife and pins, the rain bellowed above her just like his sins.
The clouds sobbed eventually full of joy, for they saw that she was finally giving up a lie.
They watched from afar and saw the progress, on her prom night she wore such a beautiful dress.
Her smile was filled with happiness and her scars were long forgotten, but always remained.
she lived her life without any domain and that was how she fought through her pain."
Author's Note
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Shattered
Poesía"She held on to the thorn knowing it would prick her, and grabbed on to it's roots knowing she would fall, but the hope that flickered in her eyes always seem to shimmer, nothing demolished it at all, she carved her art on the canvas and set the li...
