Demons traced the wildflowers you gave me, they ate them and threw purple, blue pebbles at me. (just gave this bc if not this will never make sense, and @magnalia i finally wrote it ah ha)
A medium sized poem about the link between how you should view your tough times, and a stone.
Demons traced the wildflowers you gave me, they ate them and threw purple, blue pebbles at me. (just gave this bc if not this will never make sense, and @magnalia i finally wrote it ah ha)
A medium sized poem about the link between how you should view your tough times, and a stone.