The last rays of sun
When the earth cries
In daffodils and roots undone
Narcissi to bloom
On the lake, which I drowned in
Yet my soul is gently burning
And being shunned
Watch me bleeding
Let me burn
Some sorrow some weeping
The moon is falling down
And the world is burning out
Let it burn, let it burn
You kiss my skin
Bliss, all I feel is bliss
Am I in heaven
Or am I craving this
In a place like hell?
I'm still burning, for my sins
A thousand suns
Some sorrow some weeping
Just as if I'm sleeping
A bit of bliss
YOU ARE READING
High on Nicotine ~poetry~
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