Pages
You are not my before
just a whole lot of the story
that i can't read anymore.
Pages torn from the book,
with just the remnants of what they were left.
posted by Iudex Yasha at 7:09 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.
You are not my before
just a whole lot of the story
that i can't read anymore.
Pages torn from the book,
with just the remnants of what they were left.
posted by Iudex Yasha at 7:09 PM
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