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mae Apr 2022
you were black when i was white;
you were the moon when i was the sun;
you were a one hit wonder when i was on repeat;

you were dark when i was light;
you were bleak when i was a silver lining;
you were a silent film when i was in living color;

darling, you were merely a crack in my armor that i filled myself.
SøułSurvivør Apr 2022
Above a battlefield
Raven grooms itself carefully
Black feather drifts


Write of Passage aka
SoulSurvivor
2022
Persephone Mar 2022
Is it the sin of the father or the son, if the son does not grow up to be his father?
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