Road trip
You, without a doubt
are the end of my road.
After a lifetime
of missed exits and wrong turns,
you feel like i'm finally home.
One journey ends,
and another begins
with you
“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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