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GraspOnce a decade ago, your flight rested on my dream. On a dewberry your butterfly wings spread darkly buy coyly, its colours dilated like a blot, its silence like a fervent void I couldn’t decipher, then the rubus you’ve picked had descended to the wake of a bittersweet dream years later.Grasp
I would’ve held on to your frailty around my worthiness had I known you were looking to land your flight of fancy, but that will be saying the weather could be much different by the flutter of your existence.
Is it any wonder I may ponder you like a daydream, so close in my thoughts even further in yours, I may even con
by ~noenaemae
BreakdownYou were right to say I was to be unjustified, to be lost in the art and pathetic in the end, like what you had already gone through, you said I was to be heal too, but the words will fail to yield from my pretenseBreakdown
Perhaps much like you I would realize that it was all a charade, but didn’t it sound more like I’m in yours? And no…Love hasn’t found me yet, neither has it come around my gaze or the corner of my eye, nor aborting to reach my window some day, tomorrow or tomorrows.
I am far, ungoverned, but inspite and on the contrary, still me.
by ~noenaemae
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