Sitting alone and thinking
What a girl she could be
The inner version of her
That nobody can see
So unperfect is her life
Everything appeared like a dream
She imagines it to happen
Like how she wished it seems
The hurt never left her
The pain dulled her smile
Always in love with love
But her love took her for a trial
Why does she cry for her love
Although he loves her so
But refused to tell her why
Since he can’t let her go
BlUrrIng Her Life...
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