Gorgeous ChaosMature

If there was never chaos there would never be a battle, and without a battle... there is no victory!

There’s a girl in the corner

Tear stains on her eyes

She’s wondering how she got here

Feeling so lost inside


Where once kisses from daddy

Made her feel so alive

Now only in a knife

Can those feelings revive


Broken on the inside

Bitter towards the world

Bleeding through her struggles

Begging for new life


Endeavoring on to freedom

Feeling so alone

Wanting to find redemption

Yet unable to let go


She’s a mess of gorgeous chaos

You can see it in her eyes

The End

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