As sleeping beauty in the forest, an angel walking on her own. No footprints left from a knight, cause they want her on the solo ride. Some leafs are twearling around her head, cause she's gonna wake-up from the death. A silent word, a whisper in disguise, the prince will come and wake you up at night. Now come my Briar-Rose, and sit with me. I really need to tell you a beautiful story.
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More Than Just A SMILE
PoetryEen poëzie boekje met mooie tekstjes en quote in die iedereen die een hart heeft kunnen raken. Want iedereen verdient more than just a smile!! Cover made by: anoniemwolfjex
