Misery love’s finest escort
Wounds still afresh
Pain, her addiction
Forces her to continue
Promising that its gonna be the last love
Black clothes
Her wardrobe full
Anguish, her heart full
Deep down,content she wants to be
Pretty no longer, her grin
Withered , her petals
Heart on a leash
She likes the blade thrust in her
Souless demon, she wanders ........Misery ......
RAGS
from the image of a girl ...clad in black ...her eyes gleaming .. a smile ... which doesnt show her pain ... still running for love
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