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sancus Dec 2016
the clouds are my eyes
and the raindrops are my tears.
do you hear my cries?
sancus Dec 2016
if only my unreciprocated love
would cause me to throw up flowers,
you'd wake up to a garden and
see the beauty of the pain you've caused.

— The End —