❝garland crown perched on her head,
golden freckles adorned her olive skin,
iron heart beat inside her being,
stardust soul, she pampered within.❞
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━━━• introduction •━━━
the words written on these pages are the dust she leaves on her way to find the unknown. the path these glitters make are paved by her mistakes, guilt and regrets. she turns her sorrows into hope in a desperate attempt to pure her soul.
these words are the wilted pieces of herself. she stains them on these pages with a hint of hope to get enough space to breathe, to keep herself from choking, to keep looking forward.
the moon beckons her, willing to forgive her for all her mistakes yet she graces the earth with her rusted feet for she wants to bloom from the soil she creates. she wants to grow, be it into a rose or a wildflower or even a thorn.
the silvers she throws on the black earth are the moondust she spreads on her dark soul, glimmering her heart, forgiving herself and learning the unknown.
━━━• dedication •━━━
to the wandering soulslost in the sea of unbelonging-ness.
to the insomniacs unable to see past their tears.
to the soft buds who bloom slow.
to those who love moon and to those who want to bloom.
≺ this is a poetic collection for the blooming moonsouls ≻
