“she had gone through so much a heart full of love meet the wrong touch the pain dwell on her past and a broken arm at last expectation pin her down depression has come she stayed sane on her own taking hills , being lonesome but life never gave up on her neither does she climbs up the well of suffer return to life's ecstasy accidently we known eachother through my random dm on twitter i used to call you sister just because i dont know your age number time pass by on its own a hello became deep conversation been a while since a girl caught my interest with less expectation turns to the fullest”
Book:Azlan