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 Nov 2020 oscar
Lady Misfortune
I say:
Do you want me to pretend you do not exist?

She says:
Do as you wish.

I perceive:
All I was once you moved onto the next,
A waste of breath.

What a mutual perception process,

You keep on running and now I have nothing but my beliefs.

And what do you have?
Your cup is empty

It would be full but...
You poke holes in all the words I speak
The art of assuming the worst

Created 5.21.18
 Nov 2020 oscar
Samantha Cunha
We died a million times
beneath the destructive
celestial bodies.

You, reborn with a
glint in your eyes & the vast,
cosmic darkness
carried only by
the heavy nights.

We died a million
times, what's
another night?

Me, reborn with haunted

we died a million
times, what's another night?

— The End —