Not one song could even spell her name right
But had every lyric of what her mind was thinking of
Just like the song when the high wears off
Where the purple and black represented the RebelHeartgirl
of her
But it was just a tattoo of her rose petals ButterflyGirl.
YOU ARE READING
The girl with no words
PoesíaShe felt like through life That she had no voice Only her stories took over the words That needed to be spoken.
