Im throwing up roses violently
My bedroom floor covered in cherries
Its so romantic
Because there is one and only in my heart
And its these cherries im swallowing down
Im eating my guts to domestication
Its for my pleasure
I will be singing myself to sleep
To where
To where
I broke all my belongings , their all red
They all look so sharp
I pick at them like cherries but they leave their colour on me
Its all to much
Im throwing up roses violently
My bedroom floor covered in cherries
Its so romantic
Because there is one and only in my heart
And its these cherries im swallowing down
Im eating my guts to domestication
Its for my pleasure
I will be singing myself to sleep
To where
To where
Because all the cherries are on the ground
Im swallowing them whole , so i can sleep at night
Because its eating me inside
But if i gave up on being pretty
I would need to learn how to die
Because there is one and only in my heart
And its these cherries im swallowing down
Im eating my guts to domestication
Its for my pleasure
I will be singing myself to sleep
To where
To where
To nowhere
To where
To where
To silence it with cherries
Gushing down my thoat
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About Love.
Poetry" 𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕕𝕘𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕚 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖 , 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕗𝕖𝕝𝕥...
