As the light fills the sky, the rain spills like malignant oil
Through the clouds, like a billowing mass of dancing fish
Glittering on my skin, water filling my lungs like smoke
The persistent horizon is feral
With roses, with pain, with love, with betrayal.
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Author:
Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 1st, 2022 03:58
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Comments3
I am so glad I chose to meander this mane, otherwise I may not have stumbled upon these fine words ..
Good morning hehe
Oh dear, oh my, yay. It also made me think about Jefferson the Mad Hatter!
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That is quite the sky!
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Great Job!
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