The Girl who dreamt
There was a girl whose soul which was past repair ,
she didn't want perfection , she wanted affection,
people who will understand her messed up emotions,
She wanted to care, care for someone who will care for her too,
She wanted love, the type of love which would make her feel peaceful,
And there she was with the ticking clock,
Dreaming of things that she would forever be searching for.
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