She was never the sweetest,
but a sore after taste.
She was never the galaxy,
but a blackhole.
She was never the sunshine,
but a storm.
She was never a home
but a wreck nest.
She was never the happiest,
instead she's the loneliest.
A smile that deceived everyone,
a laugh that was believed.
A pretentious girl,
trying to mask the truth.
An action that screams obscurity,
making it lead to uncertainty.
Pain, sufferings, frustrations---
how long can she endure it?
A wounded soul,
an aching eart,
and a broken pieces.
A chaotic art--
wants to be remembered,
despite of being a mess piece.
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Random Pieces
PuisiA random thoughts written by a random girl with a random experiences.
