SHE WAS GOLDEN SUN AMONG
FADING CONSTELLATIONS
HER LIPS WERE TAINTED BLACK
WITH DECEIT AND FALSE KISSES
SHE WAS MORE THAN SOFT
SKIN BETWEEN LUST AND INNOCENCE
HER FIRE COULD BURN THE HOTTEST
OF HELLS ON RUSTING EARTH
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Poetry❛she was golden sun among fading constellations.❜ © clarenthine 2017 cover © XEHUN-
