'What is it anyway?'
'Oh, wow, I thought you'd never speak.'
'Answer me today!'
'It's human flesh and you reek!'
How humans get so caught up in the act they forget to question,
the devil captures each of their attention
with hypnotic euphony.
Ear-robbing symphony.
But they turn to God to repent
as they should,
and grow back into lilies with scent
like you could
if you're sprinkled with black pepper like a carmina plant.
Like most of us, the ones that aren't seeds but plants.
Let us all bloom,
grow,
grow to reach the heavens,
as some of our petals fall
into hell
and the past.
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ద ద 𖦊 ꪉ 𐀔 𐃸 ద 𖦊 ʊ
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༒ ༒ ᜊ ༒ ༒ ༒
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ద ༒
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Shards of Sugar (2022 - 2023) | Poetry
Poetry▫️Words as Sweet as Silver.▫️ This is Eclipse's Third and Latest Poetry Book/Collection. This book is essentially Poetry By Eclipse 3 and is sometimes known as that because it is my third poetry book on Wattpad. ▫️ @DarkenedEclipse739's Poetry Books...
