so take this walk with me -
[an innocent child cries sadly for she is no one]
through the thousands of strands of withered grass,
hand in hand, little soul, see the light reflecting off your heart:
look up and there's the angels sharing light with you
don't be scared. take this walk with me. ~
going through what is left of some of my poetry as a little girl, i was terrified to read one of my lines as a 12 year old girl. "an innocent child cries sadly for she is no one." ... so this post is me talking to me about me. everything's gonna be alright. poor thing.
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