I heard her talked
When my feet found the steep
Pomegranates dropped
Persephone called beyond deep
Help! As she reached for my hand
I grabbed her, nothing to hold on to
We both fell in black
As my system lost its virtue.
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Author:
Cherry du Maurier (
Offline) - Published: January 31st, 2025 22:27
- Category: Sad
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