Nuovo
it's ok
to cut me nuovo.
At least the scars
you leave
will remind me
i was someone
worth hurting.
You were not the first,
i would bet you will not be the last
“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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