Stars
You are made of stars
That's why you match them so well
My guiding moonlight
posted by Iudex Yasha at 7:50 AM
“I have lost my dewdrops!” Cries the flower to the morning sky that has just lost all its stars... All bleeding stops eventually. I am but a collection of particles, atoms that chose to suffer in unison.
posted by Iudex Yasha at 7:50 AM
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