Beauty With Silence
You're a beauty, one not known to any man. The world isn't pure and it's meant to break you, with every rip of your dress are the screams that would go unheard. Admired by many, but still gifted fearfully with the thoughts that will never be heard. You're a beautiful choas, that taste of chocolate covered with sin. Your the silence in the shadows, and the breeze that never left its pin.
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