She
shines unordinary colors, so fine
By always speaking her mind
Not changing it
She has seen extraordinary people, In between
opposing glances from where she's been
Tired of fitting in
All her trust in one could fade away
- bleeding -
She disbelieves in the in-authentic countenance
which she receives, when what she gets
Is not what she sees
She's living it
So she will leave behind
the preconditioned thoughts
That all the others find to be
to be just, when they are just unkind
She's leaving
All her passions for today come alive
Then her heart would catch the light
- gleaming -
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