like a feather you took me into your arms
and kept me on your window sill
admiring the view every time you walked past
but like a feather, I floated away,
silently, delicately and peacefully.
in rage, you took it upon yourself to find new feathers just like me
but I was the only feather that would have loved you.
-b.
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THE MOON WEEPS
Poetrypoetry // prose ( trigger warning. blood / suicide mentions & death hints ) [ ranked 8th in deep thinking 31/5/21 ] [ ranked 19 in poetry collection 13/6/21 ] [ ranked 101 in poetry 7/6/21 ]
