All the lyrics compiled in the audiophile's heart that helped her breathe...
They pumped its light into her veins and she was a mind blowing aesthetic drugged with angelic voices,shattering words and thoughts like a void.
She spilled the ink onto a blank sheet with with a voice so breath taking it would fill empty souls with stars
The words she wrote,the songs she sang...that helped her take in the tainted air and exhale magic into people who couldn't control the pen to spill their colours.
A broken miracle
A flower in a world with headphones