Revisited.

For some reason, my old poems and stories were deleted from here. Luckily, I had them posted elsewhere!

Broken, she calls out; a nomadic romance that keeps her feet above the ground. There's an edge of silence behind her pale mask though the words fall from her lips like rain from a leaf; dripping nonsense. Her body begins to compact, grabbing its own self and bringing it inwards. A deep faithlessness crawls up her body, scrambling for something to hang onto. As her chest begins to collapse, she fears she won't be able to sigh again.