That’s why nobody wants to get clothed by the sloth of a tired face; nobody wants to feel the broken refection of eye bags hurt by a self-inflicted infamy, dragging and rolling on the floor with each action contrary to the light of self-love. Nobody wants to rip the veil of the innocent ignorance, and they prefer let it dance even surrounded by broken crystals, to see if her dress waving brings some fresh breeze to the shame. <
So touching