I remember when I was on travelling with my family, I look out the window and I saw an unused railway coach.
It was rather scary, my brother said.
But I found this unused railway coach beautiful.
You see how the roots from the tree start to grow inside of it,
And how the flower start to bloom adding a little more beautiful calming touch.
Its kind of makes me feel, that no matter how rusted you are, there will always be a roots that'll grow back inside of you.
You dont have to worry when, or how.
When the time comes, the flower will bloom again and you'll be okay.
Wounded, yet beautiful.
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Before The Dawn | ✔
Non-Fictionafter all you don't need water to feel like drowning, do you? --- dedicated to you, the only person who took my breath away with your pretty lies and empty promises. © Copyrights Reserved
