Author: GirlMeetsWords
Poetry
In a perfect world.
She was scattered across different hearts because she could not be contained. To each heart she held dear she gave away something special,a piece of herself. To one she told about the people only she saw and knew,her creations she called them. To another she showed how the sides of her mouth twitched when her smiles were not genuine.And yet to another,she displayed the prism of her being. Each one different,yet, equally loved.........
...In a perfect world.
She was scattered across different hearts because she could not be contained. To each heart she held dear she gave away something special,a piece of herself. To one she told about the people only she saw and knew,her creations she called them. To another she showed how the sides of her mouth twitched when her smiles were not genuine.And yet to another,she displayed the prism of her being. Each one different,yet, equally loved.........
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