Dream Girl

Her lips were red like she had been drinking all the poisonousness of this world or the blood of dead roses.

Her eyes had a color of regret maybe because she had been thinking and wondering the deepest rooms of her soul,

So deep that suddenly she felt lost and alone, far of this world, but it felt good like something or somebody was an invisible dome and was warming her.

She felt hope for this world,the world were she might BE.

The thing she didn't know, it was all made up, it was just a world inside her mind, she couldn't forever live there,

And the dome that she was protecting her, now shrinked meaning to drag her down deeper than the ocean drowning people's souls,

Drag her down until she stoped existing.


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