The sunshine of eternal beings,
You are bathe in starlight
You accepted your own self
Gritty hell-like
As the roses fade in your gut
The butterflies fly
Where were you when the feelings arose
As the wine tastes bitter to the tongue
not tasting it
As the dust were also gases
At one point of time
You my muse i hold dear
With my life
Mar 11, 2023
Mar 11, 2023 at 11:04 AM UTC
The sunshine of eternal beings,
You are bathe in starlight
You accepted your own self
Gritty hell-like
As the roses fade in your gut
The butterflies fly
Where were you when the feelings arose
As the wine tastes bitter to the tongue
not tasting it
As the dust were also gases
At one point of time
You my muse i hold dear
With my life
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