in her heart sits darkness,
with a smirk on its face
knowing it rules dis particular heart
and can manipulate it in her vile ways...
anger,
pain,
despair,
depression,
distrust
self loathe,
envy,
jealousy,
and hatred,
darkness finest servants having reign over her heart dooming her to a sad existence;
but light stood at a corner watching and calculative,
waiting for the right moment,
ticking its time slowly,
because it knew soon and very soon it will intervene.
her heart won't be consumed by darkness anymore.
calm,
happiness,
excitement,
carefreeness,
respect,
content and love,
will be coming with her.
the light making sure the darkness leaves completely, evolving her with the light always.
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The Diary Of Kathleen Paul
Non-FictionThis is a collection of Kathleen Paul's journal that shares her innermost thought with her readers.
