good morning moonshine.A Poem by brianna vega
i remember the day i turned to gold
inside my mind i chose to change with wind and rain singing my name to stand still would be death so i chose to dance instead spinning in the tune of nature i felt the rivers of my blood heat up thoughts blossoming rolling waves reacting to the storm i chose to run the tide of time and escape into the eternity of madness and ill never once forget the way it felt to awaken into my own love
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Added on November 5, 2016 Last Updated on November 5, 2016 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAboutThings have changed like the singing of rain Once soft Now pouring Soaking Softening Changing more.. |

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