i saw a pure heart
her skin made of joy
a spirit craved by kings
like purple corduroy
–
no darkness haunts her
no gremlin steals her laugh
she is simply always
like love’s photograph
i saw a pure heart
her skin made of joy
a spirit craved by kings
like purple corduroy
–
no darkness haunts her
no gremlin steals her laugh
she is simply always
like love’s photograph
Molly Grace
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