No Other Way
Neptune eyes
that hold my soul
is there any other way to be?
Than to spill my wanting form my hands
as i try to hold the last of my sanity?
Your beauty breaks me
i know no other way to be.
“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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