I am a changeling childmyosotis woven delicately though my haira crown of thorns placed upon my head,clovers stick between my toesrough soles caked wi..
How can you denythe silver-dusted night skyand the stars that have fallenleave sparkles caught in your eyeYou are the bookthat leaves me longing,empty..
I. the Captain of your ship isn't youbut rather the dreams you holdand the Paradise you thought you forgot.II. maquillage can't change me;it won't mak..
Her golden dusted lipssplit into a crescent moon grinand the part of me thathad once helda now darkened part of herached with the stingof unrequited l..