She wrote everything she felt, bitterness, love, fears and passions..
She kept a lot within the words she dint want to share...
These words wernt meant to be read or understood...It was just her happy place...

under the thousand stars and enchanting magic,
There was a lot hidden in her words.. Not everything was for a purpose ...
Not every peice was for her amour.
Writing through her heart bribes to night rides,
writing through her day lights to dark minds,
She keeps her feelings locked...