Bad Dream
i dreamt for so long,
My flesh was dull gold
and my blood, rotted and vile.
Corpse after corpse
left in my wake,
as i awaited
her return
And still i dream...
“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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