"you knew this was going to happen regardless,
i refused to see it; seemed so harmless.
bystanders must've thought we're too spotless:
those pesky seams rip at knifepoint, how parlous.
once we're over, i know they'll bombard us...
for now, i'll stay in this harness.
but before all that, i'll linger in my darkness.
these days are spent artless,
i feel nothing but godless
a professed hopeless romantic: now starless."
date: 2nd october, 2020
time: 12:48 p.m.
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World of Poems
Poetrytake a long, good look into my healing heart and melodrama mind. breathe in my sweet, scented words and hold them close to your bleeding, scaly skeleton aching for emotion; they'll cradle your aching soul and sing mellow lullabies you've never even...
