And I give up on your every life
Your breath entangles my wave
Your longitude emulsifies my scarcity
Your krypton saddens my catalyst conviction
Your promise cuts off my every single mandarin
Your quintile nerves question my struggle
Your peace shadows my prose
Your battlefield prematures my mortality
Your faith discreets my surrender
Your moonrain darkens my hollow fragility
Your metamorphic morsel burns my morose tribute
Your calligraphy erases my illusion
My monsoon drinks up all your malignancies,
Your virus subdues every scar.
YOU ARE READING
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...
