She was made up of all the fine pieces,
One you could never buy
An enigma- or so they said,
So proud and so head strong.
They feasted on little crumbs she spread
But never spent a bread on them.
One by one,
Were they all enchanted
And fallen for the twinkling eyes
And catty smile.
She ripped up hearts out-
One tale said
Another promised,
She was an angel in disguise.
None knew where she came from,
And where she resides.
She spent her day in and day out
Protecting her secrets
And spreading the lies
Enjoying the spectacle she made-
Out of the bed of cries.
Others ridiculed her
For being so fearlessly herself
That it became the strength
Of her dear life.
One day she came,
Other she left-
You can never stop this hurricane
Who blows away your mind.
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Twenty Two!
PoetryA collection of light and dark themed self musings that won't dissapoint you. Enjoy!
