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Sumit Singh Jul 10
If I were to compare you
To a butterfly
Perhaps hues of vibrant orange could portray your personality
Just as the dark tones of a black abyss could describe your depression

If I were to compare you
To a butterfly
I would imagine you could not help your self but to land upon red roses of radiant beauty only to become tangled up in thorns

I can only wait here
A lonely sunflower of lusterless yellow
Hoping that one day you would land upon me
Llama <3
Sumit Singh Jun 21
I watch as the smoke clears
Your delicate finger tips clasped around one of the few last anchors you had not yet lost to the sea
Our eyes meet but for a second
You look away
When your poison is your only cure.

— The End —