Danielle Comments

19..19...19.. years in the making, her heart is heavy with fear of it breaking.
And every tear is an awakening, it brings it clear that she appears to be taking in by the sight of a girl she doesn't recognize, her own image, how could she forget those eyes, probably because the one that's behind them has grown a little weary of the one who designed em.
All she ever wanted was to feel pretty, she pours pain in her heart till it spills pitty, blind to her own masterpeice, she hangs pictures on the wall of people she'd rather be.
Also blind to her own very common indecision, looking only for first one who fits the envision,
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