Rheana Cherie writes fiction for the greater good of realistic, hopeless romantics and hopes to create a better world through the written word.
I see futures
In the eyes of strangers
I see promises
In the shine of rainbow eyes
and in the eyes of my past
I see nothing but sorrow
Because once upon a time
I saw futures there, too
But came to see them no more
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