This one,
crying,
while the static
repeats
from
the tv screen.
Repetition
again,
my mourning.
My fist whacks it
with my fist,
And then she
was visualized
again,
One last time.
Diamond green eyes,
still wired with fireworks
and a laugh and smile
That relaxes
and pleases,
me again.....
Apr 1, 2025
Apr 1, 2025 at 3:40 PM UTC
This one,
crying,
while the static
repeats
from
the tv screen.
Repetition
again,
my mourning.
My fist whacks it
with my fist,
And then she
was visualized
again,
One last time.
Diamond green eyes,
still wired with fireworks
and a laugh and smile
That relaxes
and pleases,
me again.....
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