She built a fortress of emotions
From the echoes of her past
Flowing through crystal waters
In blooming perfumy Meadows
Some bright as headlights
Guiding your path
Some faint as fireflies
Tricking you in darkness
Some dark as the crow's feathers
Making you go astray
But at the end of every tunnel
You'll eventually find your way
YOU ARE READING
Paper Girl
PoetryA cluster of words , a display of emotions, A written promise, To show you, To make you believe, What it is , To be broken.
