I don’t need spells
I cast them myself
I am the beauty
Given to Briar Rose
I don’t need adventure
It’s in the palm of my hand
I write the books
The Beast’s Beauty reads
I don’t see the world
I paint my reality
I am so unique
The girl covered in cinders can’t compare
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In Between Loving Dreams
PoesíaThe coming of age is the best time to find things you love. Whether its your hobbies or even your future sweetheart. The coming of age is when you decide if your dreams will come true or if they fall into the abyss. The coming of age is sucky someti...
