There's a sense of divinity in her smile and hope in her laugh. The tears running down her face look like shards from the frames she threw at the wall and the blood on her hands is too dark to be her own. She's always been one of those girls everyone wants but no one's brave enough to touch.
She's one of those divine sort of enigmas with a mystery so secret all the world's her stage.
It's time you told her how you really feel.
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