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❛ that suffocating vibe upon
the broken walls
of the broken home, no paint,
no asphalt can change.
and that spirit who got hurt the most,
smiles and cheers up those
who are wounded
when in fact she the one who's dying,
who's been shedding the most tears among the victims,
how lovely, how dazzling. ❜
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exploding galaxies // -silvermist
Poetry°*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ poetry | prose ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ -lowercase intended
