AnaLeorne

oh dear child, dear child come to my lap once more and let me tell you a story about what happened before once there was sadness but it went away when you came and there were rivers [i saw them, i drank them] and they were salty as your tears i see you cried, but it's alright i drank all of your sadness and now i play with it inside sit once again, dear child in my lap and hear me now you mustn't be afraid to fly you could have wings that's a desire of us all but you're as perfect as the sky and increasingly beautiful as you fall and i'm as blue as you are and as black as the night and every colour you make me is every