Carry me over the
desperate morning skies and
let me help you
enlighten the world,
enluciate the candles
asleep betwixt the sheets
of bearded clouds
and i will spray the
mists of rays over
the darkness of the hearts.
There shall be, and stay,
the delicate fires
until the last glimpses
of vesper.
It may come to pass,
but at least it came.
don't fear, we'll always
have tomorrow again.
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Author:
Mya H. (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 23rd, 2024 06:43
- Category: Fantasy
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Comments1
amazing mya! i love it!
i actually told a friend named mya to sign up on here a few days ago
we met at a bible camp and shared our testimonies hers was amazing compared to mine
thank you!! I'm sure yours was amazing too!
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