She had it all figured out, the perfect life, planned without a need for correction.
A mere piece of shattered glass, it was her, yet unknown to herself.
A woman in a tall glass building that a ray of the sun could ruin.
she was vulnerable but refused to show it to you.
You thought of her fondly, as strong and vibrant, healthy yet unhealthy, She wasn’t wha…
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