She had a rough start
Indirect communications
Blinded by words from third parties
"I don't like her" they say
Seething masses of resentment
"Where did I messed up?" she asked
A pursuit of calm in calamity
Behind those eyes, lies 2 pools of regret
Flooded every night, dries when the sun comes
Behind those lips, lies a fake smile
Switching its curves, as the sun switches with the moon
Behind her chest, lies a brokenheart
Constantly stitching itself with false hopes
Laughter through tears is her favorite emotion
But little did she realise
She is a combination of soft and strong
A combination where science could not fathom
She was a steel, and forever a steel
May 13, 2017
May 13, 2017 at 10:24 AM UTC
She had a rough start
Indirect communications
Blinded by words from third parties
"I don't like her" they say
Seething masses of resentment
"Where did I messed up?" she asked
A pursuit of calm in calamity
Behind those eyes, lies 2 pools of regret
Flooded every night, dries when the sun comes
Behind those lips, lies a fake smile
Switching its curves, as the sun switches with the moon
Behind her chest, lies a brokenheart
Constantly stitching itself with false hopes
Laughter through tears is her favorite emotion
But little did she realise
She is a combination of soft and strong
A combination where science could not fathom
She was a steel, and forever a steel
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