I sprawl across
The glittering blanket of the shore
Where I mourn over my loss,
So across the sky, my soul did soar.***
Death has reared himself a throne
Far away from our Gehenna
And away from our souls, too torn,
Pondering over this reminiscence.***
The waves undulate,
Crashing with my numb carcass
As I drown in my self-hate,
Dreaming of my absence.***
Death is treading closer
To embrace our lives.
Today, he's been so sober,
With a grin running so wide.
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Resonating Hymns. Variegated Stars. Cold Hearts.✔️
Poetry✴✴In which a girl lives life with a radiant heart...✴✴ She was all wrong. ✖ 🌅She was once a fruitful paradise 🌨️Before a blizzard did strike, 🌬️And nothing could thaw her freezing soul. ✴️My head is a terrific kingdom, and I fear treading...