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Chaos
She wasn't like any other person,
She saw everyone's soul as a color,
She was jealous of them,
So she stole a little piece from everyone she loved,
For them to love her back.
But they didn't.
And she wondered why?
Little did she know,
That her soul isn't becoming a rainbow like she thought it would be,
It was becoming that chaotic color,
Just like her real soul.
And that's what made her special.
She saw everyone's soul as a color,
She was jealous of them,
So she stole a little piece from everyone she loved,
For them to love her back.
But they didn't.
And she wondered why?
Little did she know,
That her soul isn't becoming a rainbow like she thought it would be,
It was becoming that chaotic color,
Just like her real soul.
And that's what made her special.
Published 21st Sep 2020
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