She came broken twisted
weighed down by who she was forced to
be
by who she thought she was
she sought comfort I gave her courage
she was looking for shelter I threw her
to the elements
she grew I loved her for it
with her, on her road to self discovery
I found joy
I got to know myself better
I lost her in the end but kept the
moments
she gained freedom I found insight
fleeting though the moments with her
she gave me all
the joy a story the laughter over a
shared smoke
I welcomed her in to my world
but she had to leave early
the story ended the Magik remained
4 comments:
This is your best till now!
Sneha :) thank you!!!
If I say this is your 'best", then if you write something "better" than this in future, then what will I say for that... so I reserve my comments now to "good". Keep writing.
you cud say what Sneha said 'best till now' heheheh :P
Thank you:)
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