She is like the stars,
Shinning without a care in the world.
Her eyes lit up like the,
Christmas tree not willing to be dulled.
She wakes up every-time,
Like a plant getting water after a year.
She walks like it is the last walk,
In this world.
Outside she is the one
But inside,
She is something else.
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Disoriented, Vicious And Desperate Thoughts
PoetryHighest ranking: #2 in rawemotions Oh no darling thoughts can be vicious too....
