Perspective

Always an attention seeker,

Always a gambler, a risk taker,

It took more of a 

Subtle scenario of self-assured serenity

Savagely seeking sympathy

Yet expecting satirical smirks

She could only erupt from her corrupt mindset

After ambiguity became matter of fact that: 

She was falling apart.

She could only reach for the sun

Alone for

She, too, depleted everyone,

Tip-toeing through troubling terrain

Her narrative doesn’t read clear!

What was fact and what was fiction?

Metaphorical benedictions

Such a stubborn sassy and suspicious being,

She had simply had enough.

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