Meaningless words of despair choked her breath.
Stuck in the labyrinth of bleeding heart and confused mind,
She stitched up her ugly scars.
Peeling off the fake mask of happiness,
She was enchanted by the aroma of murkiness.
It was her heavy soul,
Complete yet empty.
She was drowning in darkness,
Yet,
Found solace in its arms.
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lots of love,
~ Sambiti❤
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Poetry"Sometimes, it's the darkness that heals our wounds. Not light" ~Sambiti *WARNING* Not for the faint hearted. Reviewed by: Rafael Jeff.
