The bravest thing she ever did is to stay an angel in a world full of demons and lies. She didn't changed and will never be because at the end of the day, you will be the one to decide whether you grow wings or a big pair of horns.
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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...
