There were times when her hurts knew no bounds,
She was lost and her way always yet to be found.
She carried her heart
Like a little child pulling a cart.
With a fake smile plastered on her face,
She never let the world know she was lost in a maze.
A maze filled with happiness and sunshine but also darkness and sorrow at every turn
She felt her soul just like when the fire would touch your skin burn.
But no matter what, she believed
For she had dreams and purpose to be lived.
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Her Chaotic Thoughts
PoetryWords, Pen and Paper. Hey guys! This is a book of my quotes and poems! Everything in this book is solely my work, I hope you all like what I write in this book!! Awesome cover by bestie @Saniyawitha-y !! Thank you soo much!! ...
