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Long strands of aubury hair tucked beneath her ears,
Her eyes wide with astonishment and love.
Each beat of her heart makes her life feel quick, alive.
She is alive, as the sun rinses her face in a yellow glow of hope and light.
The day begins to dim, the vault of heaven grows dark.
Her hair begins to release and shield her face.
Her small nose peaking out.
She is adorable in this light, but her heart has waned with fear.
Her face begins to darken. Sadness has grown upon her face and reflects in her eyes.
The sun begins to dip below the earth as the night begins.
Her hair comes down and covers her face.
Nothing can be seen, for she hides from all.
I still see her, Her heart, her soul.
The love of life still lights between her breasts.
She falls asleep.
Her eyes neither closed nor opened.
She simply just lies.
Trees bleed also.
NO PROMOTIONS IN THIS JOURNAL ENRTY PLEASE.
Her eyes wide with astonishment and love.
Each beat of her heart makes her life feel quick, alive.
She is alive, as the sun rinses her face in a yellow glow of hope and light.
The day begins to dim, the vault of heaven grows dark.
Her hair begins to release and shield her face.
Her small nose peaking out.
She is adorable in this light, but her heart has waned with fear.
Her face begins to darken. Sadness has grown upon her face and reflects in her eyes.
The sun begins to dip below the earth as the night begins.
Her hair comes down and covers her face.
Nothing can be seen, for she hides from all.
I still see her, Her heart, her soul.
The love of life still lights between her breasts.
She falls asleep.
Her eyes neither closed nor opened.
She simply just lies.
Trees bleed also.
NO PROMOTIONS IN THIS JOURNAL ENRTY PLEASE.