The Untrue
How many people
Have written
Their names on your heart
With empty promises of forever
And proclamations that meant nothing
posted by Iudex Yasha at 8:07 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 8:07 AM
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