Say I'm a bitch
Goodnight Vienna
The moon hangs in the sky
A crow softly sweeps past and
The day tastes like cherry
Say I'm Mr. Know-It-All
Hello tomorrow
The smut we obsess over
Melts like glaciers
A rush of pleasure flooding me
The grudges we hold
Never set in stone
And when I look at you
I miss my old smile
New colours penetrate the soil
Nights of solitude
Tortured by the vanitas of youth
Biting his lip, kissing him
I hear a song in Spanish
Drunk musings of yesterday
Swimming in sins
Through purple nights
Lonely and sunkissed
Smiling at death
Longing for a warm feeling inside
I feel like nothing
Fucking an angel.
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Author:
Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: May 10th, 2025 16:14
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Different thoughts in a poetic weave. Nicely done
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