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oh beautiful death,
i have been waiting for you,
to grand me the fortune of entering
a possibly buoyant never-ending.
oh almighty god,
i am not prepared to face you,
for i am a masterpiece that evolved
into an unutterable catastrophe.
oh cursed world,
i am exhausted beyond words,
you corrode my being from within
with the horror of my own existence.
oh alluring death,
i am back on your doorstep,
whether you grand me a genesis or not
you might be an end to the sinister part.
[ l.b. ]
// 1:11 a.m.
YOU ARE READING
lachrymose souvenirs
Poetry(✓) in which i desperately try to weave my burdens into poetry.
