Posted in of the soul, poetry

Unsheathe

03/01/2019

Let ashes smell like lavenders;
make silence look gorgeous.
For when this madness gets crazier,
even fate becomes dubious.

Behold…

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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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