Sabrina Milly

Sabrina Milly Sep 8

Glide

In my silken sleep, I ponder when will I become colourless like the wind so I can too glide.

Sabrina Milly Sep 8

Love has eluded me
The paltry empathy I rationed to my ruminant star
I was notified should be dispersed
I can't radiate a light
Maybe it's time to shade another sky.

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