A wish to die in the night time I often spoke,
so-
I was found carving your name inside my bones,
So I don't forget the taste of the knowns.
Only for them to realize I was there no more,
It was the stifle your name holded to my core.
In the last I added some metaphors,
I cannibalized my own throat.
From what I've tasted from desire,
I would hold those who favor fire.
The fear of losing away invades a sleep I never chased.
Was it all worth the haste?
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To The Stars, Sunsets And Him.
Poetryyou know goodbyes aren't forever so with this hope I wish to meet you again, on a bright sunny day under cool breeze so I cry my heart out to you,and once again find myself in you. they say everything ends sometime sooner or later but I still feel l...
