Nov 23, 2016
oh , hear the tall tales of the girl , with sunlight in her hair &&. gold in her touch . come forward , ——— ye who seeks her company ——— entertain her ; let her think your motives are pure . &&. then watch her retreat ! scorned by the human race with scars to show for it !
——— books a plenty . see one tumble from her grasp ; erratic motions that seem somewhat enchanting as she seeks refuge of a trusted few . oh , do not shame her ! ——— forgive the fragile thing who has known horrors upon her porcelain frame .
&&. @dancanto ! ❤
