Eyes
Eyes
would be a curse for worms
just as strings
are a curse for the likes of me.
Straw man,
crow keeper.
Le marionette...
Sono vive...
posted by Iudex Yasha at 1:32 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.
Eyes
would be a curse for worms
just as strings
are a curse for the likes of me.
Straw man,
crow keeper.
Le marionette...
Sono vive...
posted by Iudex Yasha at 1:32 PM
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