[06092020]
Living in a fast-paced life,
Times where she was left behind,
She came to her, befriended her, they become "best friends".
Similarities, interests, characteristics, all alligned together.
A perfect design for each other.
Little do they know about how intoxicating their relationship gonna be.
One was light, one lurks in the swamp.
Erasing the other's brightness, slowly.
Conflicting thoughts fill the girl's brain.
Until no space was left for rationality.
Point deadly weapons at her, she won't flinch.
For fear, became unknown for her.
Good or bad? Everything is in the grey area for her.
Conflicted, she fought her "best friend".
Bites, inflicting venomous bites on each of it.
Cannibalism, they'd say.
She realized in the end, that she and "her" are inseparable.
As "her" is inside she.
"Her" is she.
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The Unsung Lyrics From My Head
PoésieA compilation of broken poems, random lines of words, sleepless nights thoughts, and shower thoughts as form of expressions because I have difficulties in comunicating or expressing myself in real life.
