let the sun go,
let the heavens cry,
let the moon in,
let the waves become harsher,
let your heart break.
good things go so better ones can come.
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Poesieher ashes flew away, a kiss they blew and the other souls finally shone. she was just too bright for this world, let her go but the flames of her words will remain forevermore. ♡♡♡♡ © 2020 Aria Kami. All Rights Reserved
10 | let go
let the sun go,
let the heavens cry,
let the moon in,
let the waves become harsher,
let your heart break.
good things go so better ones can come.
