“Lead me to what is mine”
She whispered into the wind.
She dreamt of a better life
And a love that consumed her
But built her up, renewed her
And restored the tattered pieces
Of her broken heart.
Lead Me
“Lead me to what is mine”
She whispered into the wind.
She dreamt of a better life
And a love that consumed her
But built her up, renewed her
And restored the tattered pieces
Of her broken heart.
The Blonde Quill 
Leave a comment