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"who is this?"
They whisperd.
As the girl stood on her heels
decored in blisters.
"What an imbecile!
The kids murmur.
"This will only make her suffer 🤦"
Yes she knew, as she stood front of her captor.
His cruel eyes made her tremor.
Indeed ! This would make her miserable.
Yet, she chose to be stubborn.
Maybe after all she was an imbecile. 🤷
Nevertheless, she would not back down now, even if there were no one to back her up.
All my childhood, I faced her back as she chased after our fears.
When I slip into endless abyss,
She was my light personified.
My guide, when I almost
Gave up on life.
For she has picked me up a million times
with her dazzling eyes
And a kind smile.
YOU ARE READING
Dreams With Cracks
PoetryThese are the unspoken thoughts. You are not supposed to say it out loud. Shhhh 🙅 (A Short poetry collection 👑) 😍13/09/2018➡️first poem published 😍30/11/2020➡️#53 in poetry out of 270k poems.
