good morning moonshine.A Poem by brianna vega
i remember the day i turned to gold
inside my mind i chose to change with wind and rain singing my name to stand still would be death so i chose to dance instead spinning in the tune of nature i felt the rivers of my blood heat up thoughts blossoming rolling waves reacting to the storm i chose to run the tide of time and escape into the eternity of madness and ill never once forget the way it felt to awaken into my own love
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Added on November 5, 2016 Last Updated on November 5, 2016 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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