The gloomy night

In the middle of the night,
The darkness captured her tears with no bright,
Her beauty blossoms like a flower from her pale skin,
A fake smile gradually released from her flabby lips
and been so mean,
Her nose was red like a joker who can’t decide,
She was pretending to be happy from the outside,
But her heart is still cloven

Beautiful Poetry By Humaira Tabassum

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