With gracefully arched eyebrows and artfully designed lashes .
With a sense of peace and calm treading gingerly beneath her footsteps.
With a demeanor easily passable for normal , you wouldn’t waste a second contemplating that she may be else wise ,
No you wouldn’t ,
Not until you look at her eyes ,
Not until you see what lived within them,
Not until it was too late ,
And you shared the same demons .