Gazing through this secluded abode,
With cancer gushing
Through my veins.
I see the ether,
Weeping in woe-
In the form of
The tranquil rain.
But what's the reason?
Is the tumblr full?
Or couldn't the ether
Live without It's
Sun and Moon.
How related are we dear;
Empty to this core'
Where lies my bleak soul
Covered by this Mannequin
That I have become:
Feeling the warmth of my cancer'
That's melting me
Cause I'm made up of wax-
And as for my cancer~
It's just all the corpses,
I had to go over
To understand serenity
To understand
The importance of-
Love.
~Krishna~
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PoetryI can't see past you, But i'm too scared to make a move! A short book of poetries that you can relate to ig? By- Krishtastic (Krishna) (#1 on newera) (#1 on spilled thoughts)
