Decision made, it Is nothing more or less than An absolute death Sentence to her very being And breaking her poor old heart -Kel Dayheart


The golden cursed touch Diamonds, rubies, emeralds, And all the treasures In this universe is but An unfortunate fortune -Kel Dayheart

Relaxing Waters

Lavender petals Scatter across the waters Soaking in and it Floats along the surface then It releases the sweet scent -Kel Dayheart


His resolve dissolved In the face of such torment A state of duress Stifled by the privilege few Left no more than a peasant -Kel Dayheart

Mama Knows

My darling little girl Mama knows it hurts all the time But now is the time To sew the jagged pieces Of your torn heart together -Kel Dayheart

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