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Her diary wasn't just a binded pile of pages, It w

Her diary wasn't just a binded pile of pages, It was her memoir, a museum of emotions. It has soaked more tears than her kerchief, Witnessed more smiles than her mirror, Seen more nervousness than her watch, And stayed more with her than her companions. Though pages inked with pigments they were, Those leather bound sheets knew more of her, More soulful, alive and humane Than those living mortals sweeping past her. Reminded me of a time when I maintained a diary too. Nostalgic :') OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATbookbg15 • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ✨ Collab with your soulful words.✨ • Must use hashtag: #aestheticthoughts
Her diary wasn't just a binded pile of pages, It was her memoir, a museum of emotions. It has soaked more tears than her kerchief, Witnessed more smiles than her mirror, Seen more nervousness than her watch, And stayed more with her than her companions. Though pages inked with pigments they were, Those leather bound sheets knew more of her, More soulful, alive and humane Than those living mortals sweeping past her. Reminded me of a time when I maintained a diary too. Nostalgic :') OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATbookbg15 • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ✨ Collab with your soulful words.✨ • Must use hashtag: #aestheticthoughts
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