Leaves and cinnamon; wine and rain
A bright little girl, but they say she's insane.
Her eyes truly open, but maybe a bit too wide
I guess this is why she often got denied.
Denied of friendship, laughter and love
Maybe she dreamed and looked far too above.
With wishes and myths, she'll surely be trouble,
This is why she feels like an odd little bubble.
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Eunoia #Wattys2016
PoesíaEunoia (n.) beautiful thinking. Galaxies in her head, light in her soul, Beauty in her words, passion beyond control, Writing for love, trying to stay whole. A collection of poetry. Each chapter is an untold story, conceive it...
