Come What Come May, Time And The Hour Run Through The Roughest Day
here then gone
not built to last
we turn to go away
do you know
what will come
to pass
on this
another day?
posted by Iudex Yasha at 6:16 PM
“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.
here then gone
not built to last
we turn to go away
do you know
what will come
to pass
on this
another day?
posted by Iudex Yasha at 6:16 PM
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