Creation Of Nature

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your eyes hold the depths of the seven seas

your screams mimic the thunder 

the heavy rain sits comfortably on the surface of your bloodshot eyes

and as it seeps down your cheek

the sparks in you ignite

YOU are the lightning and

YOU are natures machine

YOU eluminate the sky

(and yet, only receive darkness)

your veins are the roots

your mind, the blooming flower

and you are my favorite

creation of nature

I was the envious weed

sucking life out of you

to try and keep myself content

well, that was not fair

and now I have deep regret;

I just wanted to taste

the love that you give out like oxygen

I guess my crave grew too strong

for now I hold all of your love

and you have stopped breathing

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