she drinks 3 cups of herbicide every night,
to cure the moonlight that pools under her eyes.
but behind the irises, the onion weeds lie,
and surrounding her heart, the wireweeds thrive.
sometimes I write
sometimes I write
she drinks 3 cups of herbicide every night,
to cure the moonlight that pools under her eyes.
but behind the irises, the onion weeds lie,
and surrounding her heart, the wireweeds thrive.
Short but powerful. Great words. Wish I understood it more..
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I like this – it’s short but powerful x
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Thank you! 🙂
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