happy birthday cherry

I'll go blue with these prose and break all the rhymes, all part of rules in submission of unbounded and bountiful beauty A queen from central can be free as a bird flaping to and from a true mouthpiece not to be brought down. young cherry, happy birthday. words can be delusional and roses be monumental but prose be reflections mapped in beautiful styles waiting on wind to blow the spells And bind them tightly in veins that no vain, to count. cherry, happy birthday @wounded writer @bleeding pen diaries