They're all marquis diamonds under the morning sun, casting a kaleidoscope of rainbows.
It's no wonder you're always drawn to them. So pretty. So bright. So brilliantly exquisite.
I am merely yesterday's crumbled up paper ring, to you.
--- Ink and Wander
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Butterfly - 12th poetry collection
PoetryA rainbow is bursting from within me. This is my 12th collection. Poetry collections (written in this order) : 1) Poetry 2) Cathartic 3) Masquerade 4) Compass 5) Reverie 6) Stars Above Me 7) Melodies 8) Caterpillar 9) Musings 10) Stoicism 11) Chry...
