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 Aug 2020 Mia Donaj
hell is a place where
you constantly love those that
do not love you back.
 Aug 2020 Mia Donaj
 Aug 2020 Mia Donaj
There is too much happening
Too much to care about
Too much to fight for
All worthy causes
But the biggest fight of all
Is to be empathetic
In this apathetic world
 Aug 2020 Mia Donaj
I didn't want to be mature for my age.
I wanted to be a kid.
from that tree you hung
four lonely months
forgotten by everyone
purple in the tongue
what's done is done
but what about your son
what about your mother
what about your brother
what about your daughter
what about being a father
what about all the people who
loved you
 Aug 2020 Mia Donaj
Haven't heard from you for so long
Feels like I don't know you anymore
I wonder where did it all go wrong
Let's go back to how it was before
words i can't tell her part 10
 Aug 2020 Mia Donaj
sinking in mundane nothingness
I hope for a chance of evil
to float past
I want to
 Aug 2020 Mia Donaj
Meet me in
a blank page

               a suspension in the sky with refined silver cords
                 bearing tiny droplets full of crystal reflections
                     in a slow rotation which disintegrates the
                      periphery into gently unfolding louvers
                         that carefully define feathered edges.

                               i wish for it's pull chain over
                                    my own midnight sky—

i have but
small candles...

"cloud chandelier"
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