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sunlight hits the pillow, and the whole world shudders, a breathe gets caught and it fights to just exist a hand reaches out, warmth blooms all over the bedsheets, the sun rays begin their dance and the tears are absent shouts and efflorescence, a cacophonous impressionistic painting, heavy steps filled with grace one wrong turn and you fall fall, fall, fall, your legs betray you, blood begins to spill from the open wounds, it is true that a ton of feathers is just as heavy as a ton of bricks but a hand props itself, the ocean rises and waves hit the shore, fishermen hide their boats a storm is yet to begin and you fly, with your broken wings, and lilac bruises and a heart that refuses to surrender golden particles twirl high up to the sky, the clouds begin to part, and you as well will you disappear though as it starts pouring, everything falls into place, flowers need the downpour in order to survive yet sometimes it’s easier to fall asleep let the body hit the mattress, greatness is binding but the cosmos won’t stop existing without you so let your head clear, and disappear for a while.
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Nov 12, 2017
Nov 12, 2017 at 4:14 PM UTC
to the flying boy:
sunlight hits the pillow, and the whole world shudders, a breathe gets caught and it fights to just exist a hand reaches out, warmth blooms all over the bedsheets, the sun rays begin their dance and the tears are absent shouts and efflorescence, a cacophonous impressionistic painting, heavy steps filled with grace one wrong turn and you fall fall, fall, fall, your legs betray you, blood begins to spill from the open wounds, it is true that a ton of feathers is just as heavy as a ton of bricks but a hand props itself, the ocean rises and waves hit the shore, fishermen hide their boats a storm is yet to begin and you fly, with your broken wings, and lilac bruises and a heart that refuses to surrender golden particles twirl high up to the sky, the clouds begin to part, and you as well will you disappear though as it starts pouring, everything falls into place, flowers need the downpour in order to survive yet sometimes it’s easier to fall asleep let the body hit the mattress, greatness is binding but the cosmos won’t stop existing without you so let your head clear, and disappear for a while.
this is for the loveliest person in the world aka yuzuru hanyu the brightest ray of sunshine get well soon bby!!
oukisa
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Nov 12, 2017
Nov 12, 2017 at 4:14 PM UTC
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