with a night song that starts
the feelings rot away
and the ruins of a home
paints the world in grey
and i dream of far and away
in this paradoxical now
holding the ashes
of my paper crown
and i run in circles, it seems
living through cracked screens
and when the music plays
it reminds me of running from
home to look for a home.
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Aruni
Poetryher name is Aruni. and like the sun, she will rise after the dark and let every sunrise find her different. ・✫・゜・。. poetry tellings of a fictional character that span across the random times of her life. [Readers' discretio...
