when i'm asleep, i'm at peace,
when i'm awake
it's like someone
is scraping my soul
out of a jar
when i'm asleep, i'm at peace
i am cotton clouds and
calm waters and colourful
blue birds
when i'm asleep, i'm at peace
i'm gliding over mountains
the air is fresh like
pistachio ice cream
when i'm asleep, i'm at peace
because i always dream of you.
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(untitled) -- a collection of experimental poetry [COMPLETE]
Poetrymy keyboard is a minefield. my mind is broken glass. when my body bursts apart, the shards catch light and look like blinking stars. ( 1 year of poetry )
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