HER

Smile as bright as sunshine, past as dark as wine.
But did she lose hope?

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She was the perfect mess that could take the chaos away from everyone's life.
But that's ironical , u say.
But my friend she had no flaws, instead she was a beautiful FLAW herself that was too divine for this universe.
She could never simply look back because there were no fond memories that she could cherish and want to live yet again.
But there were those nightmares, the gory, the bloodshed which no one knew and she never wanted to relive them.
Yet she was a hero.
It's HER survival story , its her only belonging that she can call her own.