I strip myself of these tattered clothes,
And seek refuge in you.
Breathing out this aged agony,
For in your breath I am anew.
I refuse to rot with the moon,
For, I've met the sun.
He introduced me to my imperfections,
and the beauty held within them.
So, instead of rotting,
I flourish.
It will never be over soon,
For, I am eternal when I'm with you.
Jun 17, 2020
Jun 17, 2020 at 12:53 AM UTC
I strip myself of these tattered clothes,
And seek refuge in you.
Breathing out this aged agony,
For in your breath I am anew.
I refuse to rot with the moon,
For, I've met the sun.
He introduced me to my imperfections,
and the beauty held within them.
So, instead of rotting,
I flourish.
It will never be over soon,
For, I am eternal when I'm with you.
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