an undid future / an infinite map unfolding and unfolding and unfolding / little glass figurines breaking in your palms, breaking your heart //
a pen you got without asking/ the moment you smiled to yourself / a deja vu moment //
stained paper hearts / being believed / a note from yourself / silent symphonies in almost empty classrooms //
the goddess of the universe scooping out a part of the moon with an icecream scoop // a perfect eclipse //
and all things beautiful.
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Acoustic Memories
Puisipoetry burns through our veins like it did in yours. for what is poetry except inked music? Highest Ranking : #86 POE
