(no subject) IP: 172.56.7.65 Posted on November 17, 2014 at 05:22:33 AM by Artqueer
When flowers slouch and clouds dismay// on cold and dark filled rainy days// when light is camouflaged//when it's rays are often not// as my room collect dust// as my skin collects cuts// as days turn to weeks// as prayers turn to pleads//as I recollect trust// as razor blades rust// as I drift back to dark paths and as hope leads to harm// forget hope and harm// greet me with open arms//then cup me in your hands so I can catch every tear from your fragile face//then inhale me like scents from starch rain droplets//so I may form in your lungs and plant beautiful flowers in the weakest parts of you//so that they may grow and you can endure the day// Replies: There have been no replies.
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