The glimmer of white sunlight dances on the burning asphalt
Something from a distant memory of childhood’s past
Beauty unable to be contained in a moment
Free to the elements of this earthly domain
Forever out of reach
The moon rises on the horizon
It’s easy to memorize its journey each time it graces the sky
Repetition, repetition, repetition
Keep repeating
Until some sort resolution
Do those exist still? Did they ever...
How do you summarize the feeling of loneliness:
Canned starlight on the kitchen shelf
Being kept safe until a special occasion
Then boiled until it devolves into nothing
But the soreness of glass shards stuck into bare feet
Sinking into washed up mud
Bleeding out from cuts caused by a field of crabs
Deep and wounded
Wound up dead
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✶ emi ✶
ur lovely
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hehe xoxo
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