Just a girl who likes to write. :)
Maybe, we're two very different dolls; broken beyond repair. A loose strand here and some chipped porcelain there. Maybe there are issues that no one will ever understand.
By Stina Correia4 years ago in Poets
Where have all the monsters gone? Those creatures that fill you with crippling fear. The world is empty of these magical beasts
The Fool I can see a path at the end of the road I’m too scared to figure out where it goes My dreams are too real No one can tell me how I feel.
Oh how the moon fell in love with the sun The stars envious of their light They turned the world into madness and play His light basking in her mystery on a sweet summer day.
Watch me pick at these bones Wishing away feelings I’ve never owned They watched me with careful eyes Yet they failed in their attempt to desensitize.
Words are written about the moon and stars Galactic dust that floats across Mars Shimmering and shining just for you. Comets shooting across your mind
