Posted in of the soul, poetry

Dam(ned)sel She’s Not


She breeds wonders to the mind
Whispers music to the soul
Sings colors to the blind
Kisses pieces back to whole

She makes rainbows out of grays
Paints happiness with tears
Wraps storms in warm rays
Grows strength from her fears


She’s weak as she’s strong
Shattered yet unbroken
Bleeds requiem with her songs
And all thoughts unspoken

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Hi! I'm Rose. I fancy myself a poet sometimes... But really, I'm just a dreamer- a wonder wanderer. Words are my photo albums.

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