Harnessed beauty, starving for love. Since they never fail to astound her.
As she throws back her breathe, spring comes to your face but she choses to survive loudless.
Her words are grey but emotions are red. She loves it white but she's gradually stepping into the black.
Her favorite colours are way too colourless, and then they promise rainbow after every rain?
Because she cries in a hope to find and be fine.
Curls in her ways grabs attraction to her life,
Least she knows and fight with waves.
Smiles your heart and entire day,
If she crosses the ocean of multi- various conceptions, perceptions and ill obligations to widen her lips, spread the pink from her cheeks and stare from those glittery eyes full of gloom.
Lovely her is untouched because her insanity restrains, every time.
Ever feel to possess?
Let me tell you this, she's better when she's caged, as pearls rest in no ordinary place.
-Osh