A collection of original poetry by Ella Petrichor.
Highest Rank: #152 in Poetry (6/14/18)
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::Excerpt::
"betrayal along the seams"
A melancholic pallor lining her face
She stood in the doorway
Beating the shit out of that old rug
As thou...
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Holder of my heart Feel the beating beating beating Remember the blood pouring And the last time I saw you There is so much more awaiting us In lands of milk and seraphim.
Wring gospel from the eyes of sinners Take the prayer too Pluck out your alabaster feathers And give them to me so that I may fly Holder of my heart, it's time To leave lands of chaos and summer wine.
Draw the knife to your own heart Hold tight to the hilt and dare not waver Feel the beating beating beating One last time as the blade edges near Strike while the iron is hot There is so much more awaiting us In lands of milk and seraphim.
