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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.
Written by HumaSaiid (Huma)
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