The lies we sing,
Coasting along rivers
Where the swans stare at their own mirrors...
Bleaching a void full of rotten teeth...
Where the wind seeps through the tongue,
And whispers the softest pillow,
That we lay in our heads.
...
The closest family
Buries your heart with a golden shovel,
Because values create jealousy
And it talks a long mile...
So while your tears bless the Nile...
Let them hug your fears
Because betrayal speaks with two swords.
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Haruka Toku Ni
PoetryThis poetry collection is dedicated towards those who're going through internal hardships. When the feelings of wanting to depart grow too strong. If you wish to bathe in serenity, this is for you.
