as days go by, night by night, she looks at the heart on her sleeve
and she wonders how she ever got there, delicate tears
turns into storms and tsunamis, waves of emotion rushing through
but like a wall of conflict and confusion she stays like a peaceful slumber
elegant in her wake and graceful in her words, she is beauty
she is joyful tears
but like every tsunami and every wall
it eventually breaks, small cracks at the edges and then
pain.
it comes rushing in, everything you ever felt before
comes now, first the tears
then the hurt, it hurts, everything does.
days go by, morning by morning, she stays the same
because everything heals in a way,
and a lily with stripes is more pretty
she is patient because she knows tears don't last forever
and neither will her pain.
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cosmicated
Romancepretty skies in day and night, a red monsoon and a black sea in sight. galaxies with constellations and planets consolation. sunset with sunrise in between. warm decembers and lonely septembers, serenity with conflict, this is cosmicated
