΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅
Colors of my soul…
Invisible…
Barely there…
Unseen…
΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ 〜΅
Whisper lies cloaked in half truths…
Solemn cadence
Vestiges of madness…
On the crest of a fallen tear…
Encapsulating every hurt…every fear…every disappointment…
As it traces its way down my cheek…it brings forth clarity…insight…
΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ 〜΅
Hope long suppressed struggles against its oppression…
Begging freedom…
Promising everything…
Seeking no remuneration…
Only opportunity to see itself fulfilled…
To bask in its beautiful rendition…
΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ 〜΅
To turn what was ostensibly opaque…into vivacious vibrancy…
To shine…
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΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋღ Christina ~ ೋღ 〜΅
∼ Reconstructing Christina ∼ 