I am a brutally soft women
My skin homes many wounds
Yet I still wear the moonlight with a smile
I over love and make the roses jealous of my fragility
Regardless of the soreness that hallows my chest
I bare the pain
To convey an image of myself
That welcomes the touch of illusion
![](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/339442309-288-k951173.jpg)