jasmine
dance in the moonlight, motherfucker.
i said dance.
wave your magic wand, my dear
make this p-p-pain
V A N I S H
with a flick of the wrist
the crossroads seems to weave like delicate threads until they merge into one, until the only road i want to take is blurred with the others...
a dull smile &
a silent shriek as she wishes for someone
sSOMEONE to notice
the sparkle that her eyes lack
that sparkle all the other little girls have