If she could capture the rainbow,
she'd store it in her heart,
where darkness looms.
Light would bloom,
in her heart,
once there's a rainbow.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
sHoRt PoEtRy By A cLuMsY gIrL
PoesíaShort poems from the finger tips of a clumsy girl and the heart of a strong teenager
💌 Rainbow
If she could capture the rainbow,
she'd store it in her heart,
where darkness looms.
Light would bloom,
in her heart,
once there's a rainbow.
