Crimson lipstickWith crimson lipstickthe wise Sun kisses the leavesthese reach the azure.
Thrilling journeyAwoke up with the taste of the deep anxiety in her throat.Decided to finish this unworthy lifethis human being approaches towards a lonely landnot wanting people around her.She does not care about not locking up the doorshe does not care about burglarsshe does not care about the neigboors making a fuss of it.She just runs. Far, far away from her presentas if for running her problems would vanish.The life of this woman has been full of liestears were damping the sterile groundshe's uncertain about what awaits her in the future.Fate is a shared cicleYou cannot interfere with itif you attempt to, people's fate around you will change as well.For every action there is a reaction and in turn, another reaction.Suddenly, forests turn into a long shelterher trembling legs and purple lips.The sound of the crushed dry leafsand the whisper of her breathingsounds which are being recorded as her last memories.She has not been sleeping for daysthou her body is showing
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