Old Soul
they called me
and old soul
when i was too young
to know the difference
between a soul
and a ghost
posted by Iudex Yasha at 1:28 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.
they called me
and old soul
when i was too young
to know the difference
between a soul
and a ghost
posted by Iudex Yasha at 1:28 PM
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