The Sensetive Beautiful Soul
Once troubled by the darkness the haunting of her past she carried with her everywhere even as she laughed she carried with her everywhere even as she laughed the mask that she would carry the person she would show. the things she kept well hidden she didn't want others to know buried deep within the girl that she would hide the wounds that she had hidden would start to seep outside for deep beneath the surface lies a sensetive beautiful soul so tender to the touch so fragile like a flower as her fragility starts to blossom beauty expresses itself through her as she glistens like a diamond crystal clear for all to see
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