An Apt Description
she is beautiful
but her looks never
stood a chance when
compared to how
breathtaking her soul is.
Those eyes of hers
could swallow stars,
galaxies and universes.
What hope did i
ever have?
“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.
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