She was like a thunderstorm, a chaos, a beautiful mess.
Words interwoven in her strands,anxiety seeping through her veins, over analyzing everything for she believes in the butterfly effect.
I have travelled through madness to find her. And I will not let her go this time.
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Poems : Eunoia
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