𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘰,
𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦,
𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯,
𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥
𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴
𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺.
𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧.
"run, run lost boy,
they say to me,
away from all of reality"
...Bodies fashioned out of dirt and dust
For a moment we get to be glorious...
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Apr 22, 2020 12:24PM
"I'm turning out the lightsTo remember how to seeUntil a renaissance takes placeAnd resuscitates the colour of paint and divinity"View all Conversations