She measured his wants-
His vulnerable heart crumbles
with an ensemble of woes
softly in the background
solemnly sends his broken self
into the void.
Dearest eclipse, oh familiar gleam
high above
subtle in presence
but miserable in company
this is no sanctuary, no beautiful retreat
from reminiscence or love;
this is a torture hole
a certain crater that parallels in grief
my reflection.
And now I drift
inside a sole reality.














Comments
i hope it never does.
thank you
--
"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
--
under the water,
you left me drowning.
god ... god knows the sad inside me is so fucking beautiful
and it will
build such strength
do not forget that
*im toasted*
it really took me by surprise.
but yes
being happy is satisfying.
--
"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
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