I slept in the arms of the daffodils that bloomed at sea!
I slept like a baby, knowing the daffodils had no place to be,
I knew not how, not when the daffodils ceased to exist for me.
But Oh! The daffodils still gulp at my heart like taking sips from a cup of tea!
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My Decomposing Days
Thơ caIt's just a bunch of words that heal my heart and help me find solice and companionship when there really aren't any of those things around, for miles and miles and miles until I fall asleep.
