Her scars were the healing for their souls,for they carried the deepest of secrets
the secrets revealing the beauty
of Darkness
Of Dark time
Of Dark days
And Dark paths
The scars were not her choice,
But revealing their secrets certainly was
Darkness chose her to spread the secret,because it knew the girl would never regret.
For she had a soul of a Lost pearl
Lost but still Magnificient
Becoming a faraway moongirl.
Darkness is beauty, she said
For it is the time, when people connect to their lost ones through the shimmering stars.
For some flowers bloom in darkness
For some soul grow in darkness.
Darkness is not cursed ,but a gap to evade out the flaws immersed.
For only its calmness can bring you peace.
These were the secrets of her scars
the girl who into the ocean of infirmity had travelled fars.
For her noone was there,
But she had everyone to care
Detached but not cold,but had magic to behold!
To behold the beauty of darkness.
For she had a soul of a Lost pearl,
Lost but still Magnificient
Becoming a faraway moongirl.
