There's nothing scarier,
Nothing so eerily beautiful
The flames that burns in your soul ,
Fueling you,
Or burning you out!
An authority in its own .
A power so frightening,
A hold others get to have over you
A reign, you hand over
Like a wolf, submitting to its better
A power that strengthens,
Or subdue you
A power that builds ,
Or destroy you.
It's blinding beauty,
A bliss,
Or a tragedy .
♥
Heya Dearies,
It's a holiday tomorrow in my country, oh the joy 😆
So today began quite interestingly, and it seems it ended so. Well, you might just get to know if things work out, then I'd have to tell you through another update. Oh calm your seahorses you all 😉
Better than this, it's exactly a week since I began 'Unsteady, my heart '
Yay to us (dancing here and grinning like a Cheshire cat 😆) and I'm a read away from hundred.
Thanks so much, I really appreciate this
Once again, please do vote (yeah the star) and comment;criticise 😉 ( constructively) and appreciate ♥
Love,
Paris ♥
