It was part of her, her tantrum, her demon, her cliche feeling, her passion, her anything. No intentions, it's just dropped by to remind her who truly she was .
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Words are stuck deep down in her throat. Heart. Soul.
No one gives her attention because they all brush her off as the silent girl.
The one too dumb to speak.