if i disappeared
would i become like echo?
the words on my tongue
fading into the wind,
my spoken words echoing around me
as i’m hallowed out by the silence.
if i disappeared
would i become like eurydice?
my ghost lingering behind my husband
who reaches the light with me not far behind;
only to turn and **** me.
if i disappeared
would i be come like icarus?
too stubborn and
in love with the sun-
only to meet my fate into a watery grave.
—— if i disappeared would i too become a story? // a.
Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 9:40 AM UTC
if i disappeared
would i become like echo?
the words on my tongue
fading into the wind,
my spoken words echoing around me
as i’m hallowed out by the silence.
if i disappeared
would i become like eurydice?
my ghost lingering behind my husband
who reaches the light with me not far behind;
only to turn and **** me.
if i disappeared
would i be come like icarus?
too stubborn and
in love with the sun-
only to meet my fate into a watery grave.
—— if i disappeared would i too become a story? // a.
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