the destruction
when a girl stops caring
not about the people
but about her looks
the destruction
when a girl gots daring
not about her love
but about books
just to fill her lonliness
the destruction
when a girl wears layering
not in the winter
but in summers
the destruction
when a girl stops sharing
not the information
but what he felt
the destruction
when a girl keeps sitting
not in crowds
but all alone
the destruction
when a girl keeps weeping
not rarely
but while whatever she does
the destruction
when a girl stops beliving
not the people
but the words
the destruction
when a girl keeps waiting
not the chocolates
but the people
the destruction
wwhen a girl keeps eyes watering
not shallow or shiny
but deep and red
the destruction
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From My Diary
PoetryALL RIGHTS RESERVED its poetry my words my feelings my tears my screams my pains MY LIFE
