her face looked at me
from all sides and corners
of the writing paper
gentle as a ghost's reminder
I heard a subtle whisper say
There are no more
beautiful and clever things
And like the night
when the sky fades
I am ripped into my own desolation
and stirred into the agony
And as i see your face in everything
It's the most beautiful and clever thing
Oct 3, 2024
Oct 3, 2024 at 7:00 PM UTC
her face looked at me
from all sides and corners
of the writing paper
gentle as a ghost's reminder
I heard a subtle whisper say
There are no more
beautiful and clever things
And like the night
when the sky fades
I am ripped into my own desolation
and stirred into the agony
And as i see your face in everything
It's the most beautiful and clever thing
