Like the moonflowers, dance beneath the moon. Just like a hundred of fireflies that will ignite soon He is just like a pretty town but secluded. His eyes that screams loneliness and appear being isolated.
How I love how cold his body is. How I love that scars leave a beautiful trace. And his skull that is sprouting thick, dark threads. Yet whenever I get close, everything vanishes.
But I know for sure he would live forever in my heart. Then he would appear like a calm like a starry night. He would also begin to mend from his scars. And he would never cry anymore beyond the freckled stars
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