She dreams of escaping. Of vanishing to a faraway land. Where fairies and gnomes rule the earth, where flying isnt merely a fantasy. For where the forgotten find solace, and where its home for the lost. The haven where tears are merely a prelude to rain, the hideaway abode.

the scars you left behind, constant reminders.
the tears that fell, nth can wipe away.
the pain you injected, nth can take it away and make me feel safe again.
the poignant tragic memories back to top?