Fakeness Over ruled

The wind was cold as it violiently crashed her
She moved with difficulty against its direction
clunged on to the hat and the coat she wore 
afraid she'd lose the last possesions she held
Her face drained wet from the tears of agony
That beautiful smile could no longer be faked..

Reviews

[elvenom]

This is so touching that completely earned my attention. Well written, great work!

[Rida Sarwar]

thanks a lot ;)