She was never attracted to happy ending tales she craved to hear the depressing stories
sorrows nourished her soul
She cried every night..
And drew her eyeliner thick in the morning
the swollen eyelids
and stories underneath
Were hidden forever ..
Once she read a story
As the story progresses
And drew her eyeliner thick in the morning
the swollen eyelids
and stories underneath
Were hidden forever ..
Once she read a story
As the story progresses
The characters disappeared one by one
When the last page was turned ,
She too was gone ..
Leaving no trace after !
Like the patterns in the sands
When the last page was turned ,
She too was gone ..
Leaving no trace after !
Like the patterns in the sands
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