She was not the canvas,
She was the artist,
The masterpiece was in her mind,
In her hands,
And soul.
There was a flower in her heart,
It just needed more room to bloom,
And when she let it free she showed the world,
That sometimes the most beautiful thing,
Can grow in the darkest places,
Without the need for light.
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FanfictionShe's got the eyes of innocence, The face of an angel, A personality of a dreamer And a smile that hides more pain, Than you can ever imagine. #1 bellacullen (28/10/18) #1 bellaswan (17/04/20) #1 alicecullen (20/01/19) #1 rosaliehale (02/09/19) #1...