031| Nihilistic

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Caged in the walls of beauty
She lied unconscious still
Wearing a robe of innocence
Was her heart, a daffodil

She blinked back the tears of agony
Her feet casted in chains
Fingers threaded in the sooty sheets
A roof that never rains

The walls chromatic with her light
The door with scratches for liberty
The air thick with struggle
Her voice is asking for a legacy

A body made of stones
They could break into shards
But what about the nihilistic
Believes of her heart?

She denies the existence of
Chains of nemesis and walls of fortune
Her eyes never look for escape
They always search for a doom

She denies the existence of Chains of nemesis and walls of fortuneHer eyes never look for escapeThey always search for a doom

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Location- frolicking around :p

Time- 11:40 AM IST

Note- I'm bOred 😥😥

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