The eyes of the no-seeing
The pain of nonexistent cuts
The broken heart of sand
It clouds me
The loving kiss from my enemy
The hugs from the butterfly
The stripes from the smile
It haunts me
The door to up
The smell of outsideness
The creatures of pain
It feeds me...
It secretes me
Jun 3, 2019
Jun 3, 2019 at 11:29 AM UTC
The eyes of the no-seeing
The pain of nonexistent cuts
The broken heart of sand
It clouds me
The loving kiss from my enemy
The hugs from the butterfly
The stripes from the smile
It haunts me
The door to up
The smell of outsideness
The creatures of pain
It feeds me...
It secretes me
Just a poem I wrote in french class
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