smart tricks you play, all the familiar ones
break me once, i rise with an elegant facade
calculative plans, looking for desperate clues
you see, i am no longer a fox among the hunters
wearing a sacred smile, you visit my temple
i watch your unholy footsteps burn with hatred
the roses wilt and i wear a tiara of their thorns
not a necessary heartbreak, but beneficial, indeed
it's the age of death, and i already know the way out
while you're stuck in evidence i hide in my poems
you may have a long list of friends, but darling,
my haters and allies have taught me the best lessons
— SweetSimu.
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EUNOIA
Poesía❝ we are all just stars that have people names. ❞ - Nikita Gill. EUNOIA - beautiful thinking, a well mind. [a collection of all of my imperfect, unedited, messy poems. some are not even poems. majority of these don't rhyme. some don't even make sens...
