I believe that on some days I want to say so much –
my mind bubbles in endless strings of words that showcase
exactly what my heart beats in sync with and on the
other days I find myself struggling to breathe as the emotions
loosely clothe my chest, cramping it in a million feelings
I fail to rid myself of because I cannot fathom anything into decent words.
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Starry night skies (completed)
PoetryUnder the canopy of a thousand stars, she found that her hands sang the words of her tender heart, the notes captured perfectly in pages that were stained a deep brown. cocooned in the embrace of a hundred constellations, ...
