The blisters upon her soft skin,
from all the lost wars within herself,
made her understand that lost wars can be victorious.
Let me tell you this,
despite her failures, she was magic.
She believed that she could see stardust in a full-moon’s night.
She believed that her eyes were made of sparkles and glitter
and that the galaxy lies within them.
So why did it matter that she was merely a girl
within a world so cruel.
As long as she believed;
there was nothing to break her permanently.