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half a crescent purgatory
other half the paradise
lure fills up my lungs
ruined by your voice's lullaby
tormentingly ferocious
something my body cannot hold
am I just hallucinating,
the halos you seem to behold?
YOU ARE READING
Throes of Spring ✔️
Puisi[FEATURED] godhood is just like girlhood: a begging to be believed
