Her poems were that of great beauty. They were crafted by tears and shards of her broken heart. Her poetry made her realize that no one in this world is worthy of such masterpiece. And so the next time she create another, it will be made from flowers of her self-love.
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Moon Child | Ongoing
Poetry"Home isn't always four walls. Sometimes it's one warm embrace And two people's heartbeats as one. " - Moon Child (StarHues) Collection of poems mostly tackling about falling in love with someone out of your reach. Musings about the pain of unrequit...
