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Blue sadness drips
from long tired eyes,

her star weeps alone
filling entire oceans

with the salt of life
lived not living, but

dangling from strings,
a marionette's fate.
 Oct 2019 Mysidian Bard
Sky
The end
 Oct 2019 Mysidian Bard
Sky
I'm done with you
You're done with me
There's not much more to say now, really.

I wish for you to now be gone,
Out of my sight,
Out of my heart.
 Oct 2019 Mysidian Bard
Malia
If what is bad for the heart
Is good for art
Then you’re gonna make me into a Picasso.
 Oct 2019 Mysidian Bard
Malia
I would say,
“Nothing. What about you?”
You would say nothing
Because you don’t know anything
Either.
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