The girl with the radiant stare who hides behind her hair in fear that her scarred flesh will show..she like the unloved misty air remains frost in the darkness, stone is her heart once brave but now enslaved to misery an overlooked flower cursed to welt from pain that’s been felt..winds & waves of beauty lie deep within but all that’s saw is her scarred skin.
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Tight flow, & message.
Excellent piece!
” waves of beauty lie deep within but all that’s saw is her scarred skin.”
Painful and revealing nicely penned. 🦋