Petite body
Cute face
Life flowing through her veins
going to waste
Lost soul
who's lost her way
And she pleads
"Tidy me up
cause I'm a mess
Bring me to life
cause I'm in need
of an eternal rest"
Petite body
who's insecure and does what she's told
They tell her to wear silver
when she wants to wear gold
And it's society's hand she tries to hold
but pulls away since it's so cold
And she pleads
"Tidy me up
cause I'm a mess
Bring me to life
cause I'm in need
of an eternal rest"
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Field Of Darkness
Poetry"And i was in darkness So darkness I became" - Unknown This is the sequel to Field Of Roses. Please keep reading and voting! ♡♡
