Goddesses cry after you
Gods want to be you
You're the embodiment of beauty. Of perfection; Oh how I wish I could be you.
You're an anomaly, a cautionary tale
With a body carved of white marble and luring picturesque speech that I so longed for
only thought to have been shown in lucid dreams of mine,
where hidden longings come out to play apart from reality.
Maybe it's you I'm obsessed with
or
Just maybe,
It's the idea of you I so desired.
Not realizing,
Not knowing then,
that you were- what I thought could only be conveyed in play and in writings-
The fatal flaw
In my
Entire
Plan.
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Finished on 8/23/2020 at 1:04 A.M. EST.
ESTÁ A LER
𝑲𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒂.
PoesiaKalopsia [ka-lop-se-a] Greek (n.) The delusion of things being more beautiful than they really are. Poetry. Mostly intertwined with Tales of Greek Mythology. "Will wonders never cease When my muse saunters the velvet night, And prays to the moon for...
