The rays of the scorching sun clouded her vision
She promptly lifted up her weakening hand
As she felt its burning sensation, probably from the exquisite exposure to the burning ball of gas.
The last night event was never forgotten
But it was hidden
Hidden behind the violent island of her eyelids
With all the strength, she pushed herself up
She had fallen asleep in the side of a lonely road
As lonely as the fact that no one cares
No one and nothing cares to the girl she had been
But no matter how bad the situation she was in
She needs to return in their house
It's a house, not a home
There was never a home for her, Unlike the lucky bees with their beehives
Their house will never be her home
Though she never know what it's like to be in a home
She solely knew,
A home is a place where a family with cohesion, flexibility and communication dwells.
She had none of it
And she cognized it like her empty sullen heart
What a depressing heart she had.
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A Black Hole Within An Ocean
Poesia"There's a black hole inside my ocean." Noticing her pale faded red lips as the words escaped her mouth. He wanted to say something witty but was stopped by her dead sullen eyes. Now he knows, ...she was engulfed by the darkness and was left dead i...
