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the nights seemed cold, so did the days.
hours tricked as a flicker of seconds, barren were the once blooming lands.
sheer void suspended within the thin film of hope i had, the once dainty clouds roared, seemingly mad.
mixed the blood of my soul with the swollen haze, my heart pounded, lost in yet another horrendous daze.
the low lights waved at me, did i find a way?
the low lights waved at me, i could never get away.
stood a mirage ahead, eerie melodious screams tangled my senses hundred.
the butterflies i felt once were now after the flowers crushed in my lungs.
my reason to smile was
now the reason to run,
gasping as the venom drenched in me,
for her, i realised, this was
another horrific fun.
— luce.
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when your safe place ain't safe anymore.
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lune ─ soul
Poetryher heart was just like a bottle, she said. now that the bottle is abidingly ruptured, her reflection is buried in those pieces, luminatining under the moonroof. her dread was stapled, the bones in her were now withered. the soul that her eyes carri...
