Her Loss

Narcisa

She was golden

She was talented 

She was driven

She was bold

She had goals

She was everything I wanted to be

She was me.

Always Laughed

She never cried

Never told a lie

She dreamed

She created 

A vision of beauty, a sight to see

She was me.

Time went by

Plates were broken, cruel words were spoken

Not long would it be

She grew bitter 

She took all of my favorite parts with her 

She was taken from me.

Along with everything I wanted to be.

  • Author: Chicha (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 30th, 2018 01:39
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Debsspot

    Heartbreaking. I hope you can find her again.



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