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SiValesValeo Mar 2021
She's walking down the hall
her arm holds another accessory
who'll soon learn that all
she wants
is envy
SiValesValeo Feb 2021
swaying in the breeze
standing bright against the leaves
lovely as can be
SiValesValeo Feb 2021
We’re a constellation, you and I.
Set in fixed points in the sky.

My chest burns like a dying star.
Even though you’re never far.

I'm stuck in this inky black.
Waiting to be taken back.

I’m fighting an endless fight.
Just to hold you through the night.

— The End —