Without Restraint
i do not know
any other way
to love
than how i have loved
without restraint
or regard.
And perhaps
this is my mistake
to love like we are
meant to love
“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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