He was inspired by the butterflies
And she was honoured by the bears.He went to bed at nine at night
While her day was yet beginning.He sat at the table dreaming
Of the fantasy world she had made.His voice was soft, lilting even,
While hers was harsher than she said.But yet, both hated to face failure,
And that itself made all the difference.
_I was saving this for later on but I already have 20 reads? It's only been one day (13h to be exact) and like I'm shocked -
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Rainy Days [Poetry]
PoetryThis is from a girl with far too many words to say, in the hope that it will cheer you up during those rainy days. 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐓 - 'It's consuming me. I'm sorry. I'll miss all of you, and I'll miss the occasional happy peaceful mornings when I did...