I Want To Lie In An Opening In The Forest.
Letting Rays Of Light Flood My Veins,
The Stagnant Energy Trapped Within My Skin Alchemising Into Millions Of Butterflies,
My Bare Flesh Returning To The Earth,
Being Consumed By A Carpet Of Moss And Fungus,
My Soul Carried Comfortably By The Wind Like A Shy Whisper.
Morbid As It Is, The Universe Continues To Flow On In It's Immortal Cycle.
Ever Changing, Just As I.
( With Love, Cupid ♡ )
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