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Waiting To Rise

Waiting To Rise

  We are teardrops and wishes, a trail of whispers trapped in glass jars We call ourselves unbreakable, but there are cracks in our fragile hearts, and those memories the ones we pretend don’t exist, are simply waiting for resurrection They live in those...
Wild One

Wild One

She is free, unbroken with a spirit that calls to you She dances in the dark and makes music with fire, creating sparks that you want to feel She is a skipping stone, longing to turn ripples into waves She is untamed and unwilling to conform, refusing to turn herself...