Carve out your place
a scar is artificial
only if you survive
what carves the scar
what is the use of words
if they only feed grief's appetite,
the use of any of this
if i cannot keep you alive
posted by Iudex Yasha at 12:02 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.
a scar is artificial
only if you survive
what carves the scar
what is the use of words
if they only feed grief's appetite,
the use of any of this
if i cannot keep you alive
posted by Iudex Yasha at 12:02 PM
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