Made Of Glass
Everyone gets amazed whenever she walks around, falls for her stunning smile and unbreakable faith. But do they have any idea how she spends her sleepless nights ?
That women who cries oceans of tears bleeds rivers of soreness. She has nothing to do with the strength she pretends as long as she still can hear the tragic melodies that her heartbeats play, and still has these scars all over her attractive dead body .
She sits in a corner with her skinny arms wrapped around her knees just like the night before, counting the breakdowns she's been getting lately . She's sick of being punished for the crimes she commits whether for giving the purest love so cold fake feelings are all what she gets in return, or for being loyal to unworthy ones who break all the promises they make .
As she lies down she places her pale hands on her chest and starts praying to God to stop her fragile soul from crumbling until she finally could fall asleep with a little smile on her lips dreaming of better day . A day when she will be treated with all the kindness , love and care she ever needed.
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