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by WritingtheStars Nov 4, 2018 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Smell of smoke mixed with lavender- Tears marked her face, but a smile graced her lips. Messy hair and a formal dress to class. Nothing ever made sense about this girl, but that's what people loved about her. The unpredictability- the chaos. Until she revealed how unstable her mind was, then they all ran.-mind and appearance matched... how shocking...