Wispers of another realm
If you look in the corners,
You'll find her sitting there.
Muttering in a tone softer,
That she is nothing but a mere.
With her head inside the book,
She indulges herself in an imaginery world.
Where things are exactly the same as they look,
Instead of the promises which are actually curled.
As she dives deeper, begin to find the peace within,
Forgets about the grief and isolation, and feels the joy in her skin.
Reality is different,
From the world she went in.
Filled with loss and loneliness,
Unlike the abundance of love she felt therein.
-laxika
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