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anna Feb 2020
i write
to rid
pain of
anna May 2020
‪it physically hurts‬
‪feeling the love of your life ‬
‪rattling in your bones ‬
‪yet you don’t even know their name.
anna Feb 2020
perhaps i’ll just long for you, forever,
and perhaps, i’ll die with decaying flowers,
knowing to love me, and to leave me,
must‘ve been only a  moment for you.
anna Aug 2020
In a forgotten tongue,
Beseech in evermore valiant:
Enriched in a cradle of marigold,
and the mist of imperfections.
Glitter thy night of wisdom,
And shower of repentance glorified.

Hush, startling hiss-***,
Hurry, yet do not arise:
I shall not be waiting.
Serpent tongue, holds hostage,
And withering, in crescent omniscient,
Bury more than twilight dies.

Speak, gentle summer wind:
It’s touches of despair,
Sink with constellation knees,
And vow to love
As if the moon loved the sun.
Pretty fallen star, the star that holds heaven
Can rest in the dew sunken morning,
With a lopsided smile:
And let be, be.
anna Feb 2020
you’re lying again.
your lips: sin, spill, spit
you’re a child lost
you’re miserable here
you’re untouchable in her grasp.

— The End —