Poem -

"I'm still that little girl inside"

"I'm still that little girl inside"

Who burn's incense
within her room
Keeping away the monster's
Beneath her bed
Eye's peering through
the gap's of uncertainties curtain
Staring deepest depths
Within the moon
Inside her head
The little girl who wishes
upon a star at nightmares hour
Her charming prince
Her golden tower
Clarities' blooming flower

"I'm still that little girl inside"

The free and wild at heart
Loves tragedies
Flying apart
Piecing back together
Freefalling like a feather
Undying faith
Come raindrops
shinny weather
Near far or tether
Undivided heart and soul
Completely divided between
The little girl
darkness in light
The princess
the gothic queen

"I'm still that little girl inside"

Sheltered life
Convicted pride
Who screams in joy's
Of love's crazy ride
The floating dove
Franken bride
Who seeks a pillow
To shelter such scenes
Of times cruelties eye
Planting flowers
Watch them die
Reincarnation
Dream's set high

"I'm still that little girl inside"

Who wait's for the morning sun
Seeking pebbles
On the run
Holding her breath
To test her faith
Jumping in puddle's
Of grace
The little girl
who never gave up
When things were down
Hidden shadows
A spotlight
Laughing
China clown

"I'm still that little girl inside"

Who weeps
Beneath the willow tree
Dreamweaver catch
Upon memories
Dancing upon her nose
Whist rose aroma
Surrounds her toe's
Creating creative compare
Reflection direct
Breath air
Will i ever change
Or grow

"I'm still that little girl inside"

For how much longer
I don't know.

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