Moonlight

She was broken. 

But never defeated or less divine.

She danced in the moonlight of her mind, 

While the darkness inside caused her pain that was incredibly sublime.

She was hidden from the world.

She was missing but not lost.

Her heart was on fire but surrounded by frost.

She was alive but not living at times,

Her stories and art brewed in her mind. 

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Thanks for reading.

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Much Love,

V