A Fleeting Thought
She is too good for this world.
That girl. That girl with ice in her veins and a fire lighting her gaze. The girl made up of water lilies and summer breezes, who's hair, long and dark is embellished in butterflies of blue. She dances like fireflies and delights in sweets that fill her tongue with their nectar. An exotic, simplistic creature happy to live her life amongst the flowers, with her head overflowing with stars she matches fearlessly into the darkness for she alone is the light. That girl. She wears red on her lips to hide the missing pieces she bit, what a beautiful masquerade she plays.
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Sydney Scarlet
I'm an aries with anxiety.
I write fantasy, poetry, memories, and thoughts.
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