The Nothingness in deep slumber
Wind softly whistling a tune
Trees dancing with the fairies of the woods
Crickets gaily serenading
Moon gleaming like silver platter
Stars blanketing the welcoming sky
Leaves rustling, gently tracing every footstep
Knife plunged deep in my chest
Heart broken into thousand shards
Pain nigh unbearable
Tears racing down my face
Drinking the familiarity of this place
Embracing the memories you left in a jar
Wound won’t heal, there never would be a scar
About Me
- tank_girl
- I am a renaissance woman. I died a long time ago but came back to give birth to ideas, to give wings to vision and to bring thoughts back to life. I’m free spirited; I flow like the water from a river who knows by heart where it is leading to. I know the trees secret dance, I know the winds sacred song, and I know the creatures’ magical rituals. I am an off-spring of nature. I am the spawn of a beautiful mind. I am the queen of my own private cosmos.
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