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pluto Nov 2018
why won't you
close your eyes
when you know
you'll get hurt to see?

why do you choose
to return to
where the pain resides?
"Because I fixed my broken self" she replied. "And lost it again"

He sighed. "Aren't you tired?" he asked.

She shrugged, glancing at the night sky. "Maybe. Who knows?"

"Why stay?"

She smiled. "It is in this pain that I found home"
pluto Nov 2018
sing me a lullaby
a gentle melody that lures me to an endless sleep
captivating and poisonous with a silent weep.

sing me a lullaby
as I close my eyes, a final good bye
a song of melancholy written, a tale long forgotten.
pluto Nov 2018
and as I stare into
your tired eyes, I wonder,
was I the rose you kept
or the dandelion you hid?

— The End —