She is Subtle in this Loud World
'A Glorious Mess she is'
In the World Full of People,
She Hides and Lives in Imagination
Wanders in Riddles end up in
Middle of Nowhere
'A Gorgeous Mystery she is'
Her Heart was Gold
Her Smile was Bold
Glitter running through her Veins
She Gleams like a Supernova
in the Skies of pain.
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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬
PoetryAn aperture from where light enter in the world of a fragmentary girl. "A set of poetry" All the poems are entirely written by me.©®
