There Were Many In The Box

In the ideal time,

Her life was a subtle art,

Behind every page, there was a mystery and misery,

In the pages, she unfolded her secrets for no one,

Her mystery gave her no personification and became her unpredictability.

In this world, no one knew the real side to her characters,

Even after her death, no one could completely understand her,

Secrets were many but she trusted no one in this world completely...