it's crazy to believe myself even for a second
because i still remember swearing ʸᵒᵘ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ !
like the linen stars love the melancholy moon
on a cloudy night, clothed in dispair and blossoming lavenderand i would helplessly cry the nights away —
fighting any logic with blind affection in retrograde ! drowning deep in blues... because you took away from me every piece of sore reality.destroying my soul with bloody pearl — ink running down my face because you wrote me in your songs and locked me away in your worthless poetry.
you made velvet flowers bloom inside my empty stomach; then painted me in black and white... watched me like a movie, and played me like a record
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the rebirth of venus
Poetrylove is unbearable pain and misery / addiction is a monster that crawls inside my flesh © venusexual 2022