One month since I’ve last seen life.Rivers of gold, and a mesmerizing gaze.Her lips shining bright and coming closeBurning my foreheadA gentle flame of light and comfort. It was good to knowShe noticed I was missing.Wrote me a letter in my blood,Sending love and greetings;Newborn laughter, and ancient kindness. I got to meet the crimson …
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Boxes;Just in caseYou’d ever like to keepAll the waysAll the whysOf how you keep yourself In pain. ~♥~
SingulariT 