In Death is beauty. Death is sublime.
Death is a corona, gifted to me for loving you.
Loving you so deep it hurts.
Now I'm free of the suffering you
Brought me, for now, I am just a little fairy.
Sprinkling love, dusting glee.
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Poetry❝In the death of me, I found solace. ❞ What readers say: "Starkly honest, seeing the naked soul of your own, relishing the sorrows of being alive." "A mystic poet is born!" "Keep it up. Keep being alive. Keep writing." Poetry of the past of me. Lyr...
