my bones were carved from coral
and my eyes from captured moonlight.
and so when i was taken away from the sea,
all i could do was asphyxiate.
pearly tears rolling down my face
as they swore they would love me the same
as the moon did.
the way i am now can already tell you
how they failed to keep their promise
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𝐊𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐀 [ᵖᵒᵉᵗʳʸ]
Poetry𝒌𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒂:: (ⁿ.) 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒 a poetry/vent book where i try my best to articulate what I'm feeling into words [art creds goes to Yizheng Ke...