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THE ENVISION OF MY MIND. WRITING IS AN INSIGHT TOWARDS MY SOUL. I JUST WANT SHARE IT WITH THE WORLD

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she got low self esteem

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she got low self esteem, she take every man in between, soceity shot her dreams, she was made to be the angel to the world, but society struck her to lie and decieve, thinking that all people are evil, than thinking that all people are equal, the is disloyalty and disrespect, neglacted people the peers what it appears, so she dont so pain in the surface but hurting deep inside, so you wonder why they call her , when her life was so much as a dismiss, ignorance is bliss, but the young experience this withh a kiss and a wish

the stars of foreign cars to take them to mars, but she cant see that far, motivation of curse words out her mouth, this something she cannot see, nothing which she cannot believe, false entitlement is which she was decieve, looking at the tree like this is all i need, the truth is still the unseen, she just want to be free, following every fad that comes out, clothes that make her feel no better, no matter the weather, thelifes experiences often get doubt than clever, so the hearts of those with unsolved messege, brings the unsolved blessing, never tried to answer an unsolved question, wondering why God never answer her blessings

testing time, that cant fast forward or rewind, but somehow cant leave the past behind, so she recieve negative stuggles, she often imagine the trouble, she want to be loved, but always find a man, who have emotional troubles, she cant understand, why is she in this bubble, she cant comprehend, why is she in this much trouble, her heart is a crumble, shatter by pain, how much can she maintain this clouds of rain, that goes along inside her brain, flush it all away in this emotional drain, inside shes the same but on the outside, she try to cover it all up, but everyone tend to see whats up, so they use it to there advantage, it a cold world when sorrow is your habit, hit by cars of traffic, walking soulless, clueless, shes dont know shes beautiful on the outside and inside, this is where the story begins with the end

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