ALEX ANTALLY
WRITER
She was a simple girl
made out of words
and wounds
impossible to heal.
A storm she was,
she poured for days-
heavy rain
that killed the flame.
Her hazel eyes
tired of lies,
will always remember
late December.
- Alex Antally 🌸
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She used to walk the streets of the city now it's hard for her to go anywhere. A very bitter, sweet feeling, lately it seems like it isn't healing. What a pity... she lost herself down the road somewh
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