he burned away today, they say
the night reflected into his day
the dark days like diamonds in his path
and he danced in this world half-happy
just like Sylvia Plath
poetry melted through him
let the sun shine in the dark
for the winds blew stronger
sending shivers through this park
but the night blew into day
and it cooled this darling wrath
he lived to tell another day
oh not like Sylvia Plath
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kiss kiss, goodbye.
Puisi#1 PEAK IN THE METAPHORS CHART. i said kiss kiss, goodbye to the world i once lived in. i was a martyr for my dreams. i fell asleep to the beauty of my screams. poetry album seven. built on the feelings of mental health, dealing with coming into ad...
