A glass princess took her shards of tears and tossed them off the balcony. The light from the purple sun glimmered in brilliant sparkles as they made their way toward the red rocks below. All the crying shadows stopped their wailing at once as the glimmers turned to fiery crystals and painted the rocks that they landed on. As if foretold, the shadows evaporated into the sun. Purple folded inward and indigo faded out.
And though the shards were gone, her eyes still bled.
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The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
