Her
She is an indefinite shadow
Her divine voice is silently stale
Her breaths are loop of windows
To her beautiful bewildered trails
She wakes up with closed eyes
Reminiscing about her lost soul
And with an overpowering force
She creates an irresistible control
She fits through the mistaken spaces
To settle the cages of her magical realism
The burning stars in her heart leave traces
Ruining the marks to her limitless potentials