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 Aug 29
xia
And the sky cries tears of sorrow as it becomes more evident every sundown that it will never unite with the ground.
an old work~
© xia 2025
 Aug 4
xia
And the death of the star that was my love for you became the endless black hole that engulfed all my happiness.
a monostich.
© xia 2025
 Aug 4
xia
I’ll take it to heart but never tell you that it hurt.
another monostich.
© xia 2025
 Aug 4
xia
You hurt in the way guitar strings bite into my fingertips.
after i haven't played in a while and the callouses have long faded.
© xia 2025

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