the vermilion streaks of sunset
caressed her face
making her weary eyes shine
she longed for a respite
from the tiring cruel world
the world that tore her kind-heart
a million times without a second thought
she wasn't sure how long she could
keep the masquerade of success
none cared to know her wild thoughts
thwacking her with depression
all that she lost and all yet to lose
a homage to the girl
that she will never show the world she is
'cause she learnt it the hard way
removing the mask of pretence
stabbed her heart
she doesn't want to lose
the little kindness that's left in her.
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