There are several names popped up and wrote stuffs for her.
And she kept typing on her screen, ignoring those calls.
(16 days ago)
She just broke up with her lover and met a stranger on the street. She neither wanted an escape nor attention from stranger. She never had a proper hello and beautiful good bye. Her love just taken away, and her soul was tearing apart.
Yes, she was sick of people, but she insisted to put the mask on.
(today)
She keeps walking away onto her life.
Her old life.
Her stupid perspective of life.
Her foolish behaviour.
Her strange addiction to observe.
(now)
She keeps leaving every open door.
She keeps moving all along the street.
She holds into her broken soul.
She is back into reality.
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