Choker
i choked
and choked again,
on such longing i could not spit out.
Yes,
desire is so very different
when God bore you
hungry...
“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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