A girl ,
Watching herself in a mirror, she’s new to this inhuman world. She’s lost, frustrated and devastated from inside. Her heart is yelling, eyes are spilling blood out; still smiling.
Just a girl ? Or a mystery?
Which is holding thousands of thoughts, infinite emotions, millions of questions in her head; her soul wants to pant freedom, absorb naturalness, remains newfangled. Who’s she?
She’s a teen (one who’s a tot to this brutal world) . She needs a vision, a direction to move in ; hankering for love, peace and security; lugging entire universe inside her fragile heart.She requires nurturing, guidance and love in abundance ’cause she’s nobbut a sixteen.

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