❛ I once laid on a bed of flowers,
the petals lightly kissing my skin
My hair falling around my head as a halo would an angel
But this isn't heaven
The once lively flowers turned black under the dark cloudy sky,
no longer thriving under the sun
I can't stand by and watch as the thing I most cherished crumbles to ruins
I am no angel, for this isn't heaven
But I don't think its hell either, for I am no demon ❜
━July 18, 2020
idek atp. I wrote this yesterday and was in my feelings
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BEETLEJUICE , poetry
Puisi. . bitter me, how sweet of you to ask if I'd be your muse and go and paint me blue © 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝
