• shadow_girl_ 7w

    Ashes

    She was the perfect piece of art
    Sculptured with detailed kindness
    Employed with love and fragility..
    Discovered by the warm breeze
    melted into the distant starry sky
    Yet anchored to the one old soul
    Lost in the woods of uncertainties,
    She was the flower blossomed
    And he put the fire on to it.
    All that is left is ashes of an Art
    ┬ęshadow_girl_