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finale

a scene so grotesque,

that of my dying.

illness and defect,

and pale eyes drying.

harmonious sight,

as my breath evades.

mourn me a river,

for I cried cascades.

eerie reticence.

as now, since I'm gone,

there won't be a pique.

just morning. your dawn.

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Published: 1d ago
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Notes: Aug 26
Tags: #english

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