Her

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Her silence could mean anything.

But her laugh is beauty in itself.

She surrounds herself with grey.

But deep down, she is full of color.

 

The stare she gives is just her natural persona.

Her hair of proper panache.

But her silence could mean anything.

What does it mean?
 

Who hurt her? Who didn't show her off?

A girl with such grace and beauty, Intellgience, and self assurance.

A woman with a sense of humor as well.

 

Her silence could mean anything

But her laugh is beauty in itself.

She surrounds herself with grey. 

But deep down she is full of color.

 

She is just... Her.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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