Madmoizelle Alone

In the night she sits still as ever, take a picture and it wouldn’t last forever. The world around her filled with trouble, her existence made everyone besides the kids think it was double. She lied to get where she was today, but her beauty was one thing she never had to pay. Her deep blue eyes took everyone by surprise, her short, midnight, black hair made everyone glare. Her smile was big and bright that it was her source of light. Everyone knew her all around, when she walked by there was no sound. She told the kids stories because they were the only ones who didn’t care about her fame and glory. Some nights she cried, cause as hard as she tried. She will still be known as the girl who lied.

 

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