rain clouds and the absence of sun.
tears dry on eyelashes.
the fragile petals of the parted lips whisper silence.
dry. parched. drowned.
this is me then.
the broken fragments of a dysfunctional life.
abundant love. love made and snatched away between the messed up sheets and fragrant pillows.
the bloodline of royalty from slashed wrists.
regal. pampered. deprived.
this is not me then.
esc.
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