The most beautiful souls are not the ones crafted from stardusts. There is definitely beauty in them, but, their sparkle is too much for them to know the importance of darkness. Those who saw the abyss and still found light within themselves, now, that is soulful beauty.
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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...
