Beautiful soul

Someone who's incite is opposite to everyone else because she's beautiful and doesn't even know.

She was beautiful. You would be considered a lucky man if she turned to look your way. Her words were like artistic poems, and her eyes were as vast oceans. But to love her would be very endearing. She is to be loved and cared by all, and never to return the favor. Almost like a statue, a monument to your consciousness. She makes you stumble over your own two feet, and a foreigner for not being able to speak. She is dark magic and makes you curious for more. As harmless and as delicate she is, she can break hearts faster than the speed of light. But for a woman to make heads turn and spin round, she was very alone. Seldom to herself she was confined in a place where she could never leave. And in such she could never learn to love a single soul. A tragic death sentence, she was a walking corpse. Never to know how beautiful or how many people cared for her. Her beloved soul couldn't bear to feel nothing so she felt nothing at all. With a sharp knife she was stolen from her home as her violet veins cried out. She was beautiful and she was a beautiful death.

Reviews

[a.c.adler]

There's so many things happening here in such a small amount of words. Here you touched on sadness and loneliness and how people have assumptions of another based on their appearance and yet they really don't know much about that person at all. Wonderful writing.

[Coyote Poetry]

A powerful tale. Made me wish to know more. You create beautiful picture and sad ending. I liked the tone of the story. Was direct and honest thoughts. Thank you for sharing the excellent story.
Coyote

[Johnson Bobby]

For my eyes have seen the glory, sometimes taking another chance on love can be scary
almost non-existing to believe happening, sometimes inner beauty suffers becoming second
fiddle to outer beauty, time can heal, strength in ones self needs self assuring for we all
have a true love waiting, under a coming summer day!

[Drizzle]

I love this unique price of art because it reminds me of a friend I once had.she was very beautiful but she was too focused on her flaws that she could never love anyone else.

[Lyingwithlions]

Beautifully sad story, that read like a poem. :) Very well done.

[wordman]

a sad write,sounds as if she was a princess locked in her castle