Her heart,
Like fine crystal
Shatters easily…
Pain she hides
With a smile…
A mask to show
The world…
In the solitude
Of her mind
She suffers,
Deeply…
Fearful of losing
All she loves,
Again…
She changes herself
Like the chameleon…
To be accepted,
To be loved…
Who is she?
Not even she
Knows anymore.
©Leatherman2014
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