She is the tortured artist…

There is darkness.

Pain.

Loneliness.

Fear.

She is just too delicate to know this kind of suffering so well.

Her mind wanders from home to the ends of the earth.

She never stops wandering.
imageI know that place.

It’s cold.

Filled with ghosts from the past.

They haunt her.

She’s scared.

She’s one lonely girl.

Darkness.

I can see her soul through her eyes.

Her aches run deep.

Her scars are well hidden on the surface.

But I can see.

Like a glass wall…that there is so much darkness.

But…she is good.

She’s flawed…just as I… but her heart is pure.

Kind.

There is light.

She is hope.

She is faith.

I was unaware till now.

She’s misunderstood.

She’s rare.

She’s beautiful.

She is the tortured artist.
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