🍁Scars of What Was🍁
The past creeps close beneath where I rest my head,
Drawing me back to the innocence I shed.
Small hands and smiles once wandered meadows wide,
While shifting skies soothed my young heart inside.
The view was fair, yet as dusk began to fall,
My sight grew dim and I felt lost to all.
No quiet place remained where I could dwell,
As nightmares told of heaven’s harsh spell.
They left deep wounds within my soul’s own core,
Till I could trust no coming day anymore.
That past still stirs my scars while dreams run deep,
And paints my lips dark while my sorrows keep.
It brushes my skin with longing’s cruel hand,
And whispers I am no longer that child I was.
The blood-red moon weeps, yet I answer still —
My innocence has vanished, gone until...06152026 ©LanZhan🌄朝朝暮暮🎑 安娜·梅·德拉·奇纳 안나 메이 델라 차이나...🇨🇳:1005:805
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