Someone
swears
"We'll
never see
the likes of this
again"
The day
withdraws
exquisitely...
Charisma,
only evening has,
coagulates
in orange bloods..
dancing by the castle turrets-
scarlet mixing fuchsia pinks
sinking into psyche ...
How joyously
we raised our arms
raised our arms and sang,
sang deep into the starlit mirth
of everything we ever were
and ever dared to be...
Jul 30, 2022
Jul 30, 2022 at 4:14 AM UTC
Someone
swears
"We'll
never see
the likes of this
again"
The day
withdraws
exquisitely...
Charisma,
only evening has,
coagulates
in orange bloods..
dancing by the castle turrets-
scarlet mixing fuchsia pinks
sinking into psyche ...
How joyously
we raised our arms
raised our arms and sang,
sang deep into the starlit mirth
of everything we ever were
and ever dared to be...
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