The Unknown


yes i know her' a smile that was filled with anguish and regret
She was beautiful,made with broken pieces of glass she collected
even with a life filled with betrayal and sorrow.
she shined like a precious stone

Her laughters infectious
like that of a small child.
who hasn't felt the cold cruelties of life.
Yes i knew her

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