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VAULT OF WITHERED POSIES
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not only you are prideful,
but also a whited sepulcher.
had i known you were such a rascal,
i would've left you amidst the battle.
i bestowed upon you a rainbow but all you returned to me was sorrow.
how could you be this cruel,
when i leaned down on your level?
you could never blame the choler,
- we have for one another.
after all, you indulged in hypocrisy.
well . . . did you not, miss phony?
YOU ARE READING
vault of withered posies
Poesía知ること : what goes inside the mind of a reckless soul.
