Ponderous
What auburn gaze is this
which pulls my mind from circles of discontent
how can i not help
but hold my breath at the thought
of Venus
made anew
posted by Iudex Yasha at 10:29 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.
posted by Iudex Yasha at 10:29 PM
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