_Tears burn away like flowers –_
Weeds tested by the flames; it’s
Euthanasia, as we put down your regrets
Spelling errors; the mistakes to your life story
We’ve stuck them up across on these walls,
Like magazine cut-outs, those many pictures
In a mind’s room – all the things a child inspired
To be; sourced drawings from thoughts, hopes
And dreams; blood and tears as ink
_Tears burn away like flowers –_
Digging for them with a *** it’s
Cognitive, thinking about your very past
Moulding; what hurt us then, shapes us now
My face is moulding clay; heated up for use.
Jan 29, 2025
Jan 29, 2025 at 11:19 PM UTC
_Tears burn away like flowers –_
Weeds tested by the flames; it’s
Euthanasia, as we put down your regrets
Spelling errors; the mistakes to your life story
We’ve stuck them up across on these walls,
Like magazine cut-outs, those many pictures
In a mind’s room – all the things a child inspired
To be; sourced drawings from thoughts, hopes
And dreams; blood and tears as ink
_Tears burn away like flowers –_
Digging for them with a *** it’s
Cognitive, thinking about your very past
Moulding; what hurt us then, shapes us now
My face is moulding clay; heated up for use.
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