I am a saint and a sorceress
I’m an orchid
I’m a rose tree
Calm ocean, I am a storm
I can be your comfort
Your executioner…
Your affection, your love
I am your most painful thorn
Fickle
But constant in my change
I am a clear day, a storm
The pure smile
The tear that comes with the truth
Love me as I am
Also fickle in love
With all phases and faces
A little of everything
Mix of nothing
I am fickle…
✨️Mágica Mistura










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