LIGHT

Wings of many sins, she is not an angel.

Burnt her flawless skin, making a bridge for her love to heaven.

Thrown into a bin, now she wants to rebel.

Fool as she has always been, she lost her way out from the hotel.

Went to her next of kin, next day she found herself trapped in a cell.

All she ever wanted was to scream, but she can’t yell.

Her heart is made of a fragile fin, she couldn’t curse the spell.

Full of sad scene, there’s always a story to tell.

That one night when she overthink, it rang someone’s bell.

If it is what it seems, about time life treats her well.

YOUR STORY

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