She claimed to be an aficionado of life,
Had tall tales for every occasion,
Stealing every show,
Was what she always strived.
The crowd followed her,
Wherever she went,
Her popularity rouse,
And her vogue gradually ascent.
But there was one soul,
Who was different from all,
For he believed in her pneuma,
Than all materialist gloss.
He was the closest,
From everyone that surrounded her,
But he was hardly boisterous,
Despite of his advantageous spur.
She knew what he could do for her,
But the worldly sins allured her,
Swaying her,
To some dark side of life.
Soon the time passed by,
So was her fan’s craze,
And in matter of time,
She was lost in a maze.
She tried hard,
Gave it a last push,
But it was a downward spiral,
And she fell deep into an
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Learnt a new word today. Thank u. Very nice piece of writing
Learnt a new word today. Thank u. A very nice piece of writing..
WOW… 😇👌🏼👌🏼👌🏼….
Thank you so much for reading and commenting
Thanks so much
Ah, once again amazing
Thanks so much, D
This was very deep. I liked it very much
Thank you so much, Drew. Much humbled