She -- the girl who I think;
was once upon a time--
in another lifetime;
a part of me
a piece
of my soul
ripped from myself
from a long ago death--
to be found
only to make me understand
that chaos and beauty
could co-exist;
that souls--
no matter how different;
will always find a way
to recognize each other.
Oh and how beautiful and sad
to know that we--
are made out of
broken things that heal us~
Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 7:22 PM UTC
She -- the girl who I think;
was once upon a time--
in another lifetime;
a part of me
a piece
of my soul
ripped from myself
from a long ago death--
to be found
only to make me understand
that chaos and beauty
could co-exist;
that souls--
no matter how different;
will always find a way
to recognize each other.
Oh and how beautiful and sad
to know that we--
are made out of
broken things that heal us~
