She knows her worth, Thus she weighs her words, Everytime she writes something, For you don’t know, Or rather can’t show, How much she’s...

They say she’s the one with a jar full of fireflies, The one she carries with her everywhere, Leaving a few sparkles behind wherever she...

It’s strange knowing how much faith you contain, When all you can think is about the layers of labyrinth you’re stuck in. Its strange...