Stones rolled down
so did the tears
Bruises, stains and scars
reminding the beauty
A new seedling bloomed in the dirty soil
a little credence, a little ray of hope
-M
A/n: I hope you all continue to shine.
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Lost Words
PoetryWhen it gets heavy just cry it out and don't give up on yourself. Poems and 2 am musings. *warning* some chapters might trigger your mental health. Read at your own risk.
