a poem from old times
Thursday, 28 January 2016 15:29![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
avaciili felt flowers bloom in my chest
when i was told i was loved
mighty oaks grew around my frail heart
when thorns pricked the finger
of a sleeping beauty
known as tragedy
when i was told i was loved
mighty oaks grew around my frail heart
when thorns pricked the finger
of a sleeping beauty
known as tragedy