She was the one with broken smile
who believed that
he would have been the right one
She always used to tell strange princess and broken boy heart stories.
Her personality was a masterpiece,
she shared stardust feelings with everyone who loved her without being aware of that.
She had a awful mind drown on random papers,
poems were her wings for freedom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem