i saw you die at the hands of your ghost
i saw you become a mangled star
and you saw me horrified
you grabbed me and you took my eyes
you ate my heart and now i am sick
and i cant walk well without help
i am bleeding until i am dry
you watch me cry out for mercy
i throw up over your shoes and you are silent
how the sun shines so brightly
i feel like something will burst from my body
like my heart will erupt out of my mouth
i am burning at the slightest touch now
red draining from my skin
i lie grasping at the earth
you watch me become an angel of death
my ribs are spikes of willow tree
and my hands are beds of lilies
my eyes are sun and moon
and my heart is strung tightly over the sky
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my darkest mind
Poetryoh, my darkest mind, still as you incarnadine me in vain, you behold me as i fall. deeper, my darkest mind, roiling in fury, the fever you gift me, pain that befalls me, obsidian once sharp had since dulled to reveal the rectification of what used...
