We always love playing with fire
Even though we aren't fine
Body filled with angry lines
Living like I committed a crimes
Water lilies over the swamp
Little white goose over my lamp
Two grey rabbits die young
To fulfill a swan song
Every moon phase passed
I always knew you'd be my last
Pretty little beast lurking in my past
Always giving me a giant slash
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THE CLOUDWALKER
Poetry𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 (𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗧) - Living in my own words is better than to suffer your world. "THE CLOUDWALKER" is a collection of poems about the feeling of not belonging to the world, feeling of being trapped in the past, presen...
