She was
Magic
It pulsated
Through her veins
Shooting out
Her fingers
Like energy
Confetti
Poetic musings
She was
Magic
It pulsated
Through her veins
Shooting out
Her fingers
Like energy
Confetti
from my heart to yours
True wealth is the wealth of the soul
A Little Writing Workshop of Horrors.
Author River Dixon
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