The shades she wore often hid her pensive outlook, which though jutted, took shelter beneath the pretentious cover. And though the thin line of uncalled smile wrapped many untold tales of betrayals, but the shroud today had dissolved, and the drape had vanished into oblivion, for the stark truth stared through her soul lurking from the mirror of her own eyes
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Some pain hidden behind the shades …shades of her innocent smile.
Beautiful poem 🌺🌺
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Thanks so much for your kind read
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My pleasure 😊
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Beauty 🌸
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Reads like a description of character
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Thanks 😊. 😊
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