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Soulmate

you sick infatuated green rose, in my corner.
because you hate to be hatred,
a heart harden foul.
The romantic being drummed.
It is of you that you be the way you are,
purplish wonder,
and at the hour,
you’ll take to the like of these thoughts.

Nonelilian


seat with a tree and wish everything was still living,
stop, stop, you can’t do this not here, not now,
this is not a playground.
Interpret me.
i sent a stir, in likeness to a pictured theme,
dreams of anything like dying leaves in a vase on new years eve.
stop, stop, you can’t do this not here, not now,
this is not a playgorund.
Interpret me.

Nonelilian

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