The wall is fading its colour.
Bystanders may see it as a flaw or a handful may consider it as art.
Though the owner only, knows the loss. Only she knows how much it cost and if it did fades again, repainting it is something she might not be able to afford.
That terrifies her.
- she told to herself when no one noticed that she couldn't afford to smile.
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THE GIRL WHO SPOKE POETRY
PoetryThe thing about pain is, it makes you question.. what makes you human? ____________ **Not cliche, I repeat, Not cliche, WARNING, not cliche**
