I will never forget,
those modest blue eyes
That once belonged to my friend.
The shocked modest blue eyes
that pleaded for mercy.
I couldn't bear to see
those beautiful eyes close
When I plunged the knife into his heart.
He brought this upon himself.
-XIII.III.MMXX
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Starry Nights and Fallen Angels...
PoesíaHere lies the charred remains of her sanity, Which she spends to console herself. On starry nights. With no one by her side, The fallen angel sits on her throne, Beside her , stand her courtiers of stone. All alone; So alone, She crowns hersel...
