And as she walks away
tears streaming down her face
she hopes to leave colors on her wake..

And as she walks away
tears streaming down her face
she prays that someone will follow her..
No one did. But she left her mark.
—A short poem I wrote while in a public transport queue

Published by enna

Enna is a highly caffeinated writer who spends more time overthinking than actually writing. She loves listening to music, binge-watch anything, and fangirl over BTS and 황인엽.

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