story

Alone


She lives alone

In a place she has created for her own

She colors and write on her walls

Walls that make the boarders of her world

A world of words, colors and jewels
In her home

She sings and twirls around with melodies on her lips

She opens her curtains, and welcome the sun

It kisses her eye lids and warms her up

In her world she had created for herself
She lives as if there is no time to catch

Time is nothing but the sun and the moon

Everyday she create a life she desire

Because there is nothing else she require

She create happiness with her hands

Words swirls and curls out of her pen

In the world she has created with her finger tips
She speaks magic to the moon

Every night she has a date with the night

She gaze at the stars

Reading them as a book

They tell her of the lives they looked upon

Years and years ago

And years and years to come

She light her candles

Let their aroma swift their way into the sky
She is alone

In the place she has created for her own

Made out of words, colors and jewels

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