There are the moments
washed by
the solution saline,
when she breathes
an unyielding pity,
when she doesn't
see the colors,
when she sinks
down the pit
pulled by gravity,
no pillar to rely on,
no supernova
in a blackened part
of her infinity
only dark hole
spreading through her
cosmos
threatening to devour
everything...
...and there are the moments
when she feels
she has grown wings,
when she flies
and beholds
unfathomable length of the eternity.
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Poetry❝ in her mind she held an incadencent thoughts for the world and an immense desire to breathe them out with each word ❞ Welcome to the place where my words and emotions meet. Random thoughts and feelings of mine, molded with patience into a tangibl...
