Expectation vs. Reality

September 26, 2015

She was an inch shorter

than a mountain.
Said her name felt

like gravel in the mouth.

Graffitied her temple

with words of her favorite movies.
Dressed in her past

with exuberant colors and

accented with her current events.
Slept and walked on beds of nails,

she never slept and did not get herself up.
She lost herself for three years

and went looking for answers

in different countries.

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