The birds whispered sweet song
while the pain painted in her heart was still the same threatening voice, that dances in her nightmares.
One little bird with perfect wings and big dark eyes took away all of it far away into another realm.
- First note on the piano.
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The Stars Are Made Of Dust
ПоэзияThe Stars Are Made Of Dust - A collection of poems about a little girl who wanted to be okay. She was a child too scared to live a teenager that didn't want to live she became a woman thrilled to live the entire potential of what life is. - Untold...
