Her face was as bright as dawn
But she was more blind than ever
Her eyes were blocked by her hands
No one could find the key to unlock her hidden potential.
Her face imprinted lavender to her peers
Her smile was wide, but bent
She recalls the sun rising
It paints two colors in the sky
Red and orange are the only things she saw
Meanwhile, there was more to it.
Her eyes were brown
A mind full of pondering thoughts with a replay button
But those thoughts came in a variety of colors.
Of course we know..
This was her aesthetic.
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Memorable Writings
Poetry•Memorable writings is a collection of my writing and poetry •In simpler terms- thoughts and feelings DISCLAIMER: (1) Contains topics of detailed and dark writing. Do not read if you have any uneasy feelings about this.
