you tore down her seams and injected her with your bloody flood/ didn't you see the way she gulped down her death while trying to see you one last time?/the soft texture of your hair between her fingers being washed away by the seam/ her eyes simmered till her heart pumped your water out of her mouth/ your lingering touch on her skin that slowly was colouring in blue/ she tried to break out of your aquarium and fly above the scene/ flapping her winged hands on your dark waters which took her down/ she tried to tell everyone how you sold her soul to your greedㅡ how you took a part of her heart, stored it in your jars to showcase how lovers die tragically.
but, oh sweet boy with mouth full of addictive toxicity
ㅡ𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐘.
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tacenda|| prose/poetry
Thơ caoh dear lord, send me a love so pure that can make the cupid bow in shame and make the aphrodite envious of me. started: 14 august 2021 ended: 17 august 2021
