With a heavy heart,and a busy mind
She was left alone in her world of regrets
A world of continued celebrated hegemony
So she became sad,even for her happiness
Always looking rejected,even in her acceptance
She was lost in her dutiful presence
To her everything was not in the right function
So she gave the world a space
Graced her loneliness with articulated charisma
Creating her own world with a beautiful perfection
her mind searched for the best,even when she had the best
She became engross with her creation
Her busy mind sparks with her heavy heart
To create a disturbed anxiety
Just like a swim suit model,clouded by the overtures of her promoter
She became a perfect damsel in distress
She became a wanderer in her own world
A stranger to her world
Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 7:48 PM UTC
With a heavy heart,and a busy mind
She was left alone in her world of regrets
A world of continued celebrated hegemony
So she became sad,even for her happiness
Always looking rejected,even in her acceptance
She was lost in her dutiful presence
To her everything was not in the right function
So she gave the world a space
Graced her loneliness with articulated charisma
Creating her own world with a beautiful perfection
her mind searched for the best,even when she had the best
She became engross with her creation
Her busy mind sparks with her heavy heart
To create a disturbed anxiety
Just like a swim suit model,clouded by the overtures of her promoter
She became a perfect damsel in distress
She became a wanderer in her own world
A stranger to her world
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