The helps had left her bereft and she knew nothing on how to care for herself ,she was left to her fate and left bereft with the only thing she ever cared about her riches and herself.
Months went by and the heiress started hallucinating and befriending creatures of myth , the heiress hallucinated more than she ate and slept.
The four walls of her room held her captive
She barely knew day from night and dusk from dawn , but so was the fate she chose.
Lots of love💞💕,
Jummie.
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Expensive prison By Jummie_white
PoetryAnything could be a prison , it doesn't have to be the usual bars and chains but to me, anything that holds one captive is a prison. Do not love the things of the world for everything is vanity for it is all vain. Just like this poem says; "Do not...
