What if, the Beauty you Adore is Ashen
What if,My Heart is in Million crushed Pieces
And My Soul is Falling with no Gravity.
in chorus,
Say, what will you Fix or Hold?
When your Eyes are
Blinded with Perfection
And I'm a Flawed Chaotic Mess.
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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬
PoesíaAn aperture from where light enter in the world of a fragmentary girl. "A set of poetry" All the poems are entirely written by me.©®
