Notice of absence from sylviasearcher
I’m taking a break from here as I just feel overwhelmed and underwhelmed all at the same time.

Heavy as I linger, low and hard
Where shadows swallow what once was scarred
When suddenly I will of daisies speak
A blanket of them stretching out of reach

In darkened rooms on wakeful nights
I hear the words of sanguine men
Which echo as the darkness wanes

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