Just Still: Her hurt, Her story
She Glittered hatred
Heart slowly tearing as her eyes fill with flow of hurt
Stab wound has left Juilet and found her
A Storm has come, rain has vanished, but the lightening of him is still there
The pain, the hurt, His will, Her vulnerablity
The Great Wall of China has fallen and the creamy mocha skin of thigh comes to the light
Time and Happiness have ran out
No madness, No smile, Just still.....
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