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Poetry

Here is my poisoned lilac heart Tell me, what do you think? Does it disgust you, or please you or sadden you? Will you wash it down the sink?

We

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by poisonedlilacs

by poisonedlilacs

We are like the stars in the sky at night

So far away, so cold with fright

We are like rain droplets on a misty window

We are uncertain of wich way to go

We are like flowers that have reached full bloom

We will and fade away only too soon