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May 2019
exactly who would've thought
that she’d want flowers to bloom within his darkest parts, a stark contrast to the withered roses placed on the dead love barely letting him take breaths?
that his interest would be piqued
by someone who acts too smart, like they’re too good for butterflies and chivalry
that dreams of being somewhere else rather than the place for the dead started creeping up in their sleep
that they would be each other’s lifeline when from the start they wanted to be anything but alive?

l o v e
so foolish
such a liar
ephemeral

unless if it were true
it'd be pure and patient and selfless

and so their love remains
in caskets it does not seek rest
granted by the reaper that for as long as it will remain true
then it shall withstand and surpass the threat of mortality
yet time runs nothing but up
and when oblivion decides to meet them
then they would by each other’s side
a burial of two hearts encompassed by love
(graveyard part three)
more poetry coming in a few the hiatus is over istg
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