She is only a human
For there are days she can be the devil
And called an angel for her kindness
Her darkness clouded her face
And all the brightness her grace could bring
Called her cold for that what she truly is
But since she's only a human
Nothing she does are perfect
So many books to read while running
And she's out of breath
So many mistakes she made
Get punishment that break
But she appeared unconcerned
At least to the eyes that see
What the heart can't see
She hid it really deep
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The Colour Of My Heart
Diversos[HIGHEST RANKING: #1 AWAKE] The story is just a bunch of words that I thought at night when I can't sleep so it might get boring ⚠ ; Have you ever laid awake and thought about everything that happened to you and wished that it could be changed someh...
