Didn't Know What i Was Expecting
i searched for worth or value
in loose lips
and tested her tongue for a word
far too heavy
for her empty palms to carry
and her withered soul
to hold
“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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