Conversations with God

When I can't pray, I hope -There's someone out there with warm memories of me,Thinking good thoughts, speaking good thingsDreaming sweet dreams about me.When I can't pray, I hope -There's someone out there falling in love with the same moonAnd in her phases she grows and becomes fullIn her brokeness, in the darkness, with a... Continue Reading →

Rose Gold

※ F I R E ※ 🔥 She is A fire That cannot be contained Fanned by her desire Her will to live And weave Her own story Walk Her own path Her journey. ※ A U T H O R ※ 📝 See Her story will be told Both to the young and old... Continue Reading →

LOST

It could be bleeding that I need –
so that I can see the life within,
And that time heals the wounds,
but the scars remain,
A reminder,
A portrait,
A lesson.
A win.

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