Oh my oh-ctober trees
Oh my oh-ctober dreams
My destiny is silence
My thought is harmful
My dream is cotton
While reality is metal
my ceiling seems like the limit
while indeed it is the ground
The ground I stand
Shall be the ground I rot
The sky I watch
Shall be the sky I burn
cotton flies away
while metal stays
still
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Words And Weapons
PoetryThis is poetry. Each chapter contains a poem , you don't need to read them all (even though that'll make me very happy :D :D) they are all mine to you! Best colocation #853 in poetry! Thank you so much guys!!!!! :))))
