And the night was as silent as a chandelier
As calm as a praline memory
In your arms, I surrendered my tranquillity
And my heaven was always yours.
You lived my shadow
And murdered thee shrivelled seashore
Never was yours
That memory
That lightning
That tragedy
Lit a candle for all the chaos in that pericardium
serene galleries of u in my syndrome
My throat slit in your Ganges
And the sky fall of the night in beauty and glory
never u realised though
I was always your hallucination.
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NOT FLAWLESS ENOUGH
PoesíaNone of us are actually flawless, How much ever we try to make ourselves believe we are perfect, we are amazing.. we'll still be carrying the scars of our own lives and the glories of someone else's But we still try to be flawless, hiding all the m...
