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miles traversed through void
white, black, grey
the same
and it's a tapestry spilling from my fingers
and it's an ocean pooling at my toes
because there is an odyssey at the back of my throat
and it's breaking through my lungs
you're to blame for:
this melodic chaos,
enraged fire,
cursed dance
I could spin a thousand sonnets through
webbed fingernails and carve lovesongs into
papyrus in plasma, but remember this if
anything
you are my words
bones will break and
stars will die
before you or I;
our love captured,
entwined, buried
in tree trunk rings
lute players, poets
will know our names,
we will twine our arteries
and become a ballad
though, it may attempt
in earnest vain
to rip us apart
and devour our beauty
dirt- our home;
not our boundary
leagues of saltwater filter into
cartilage, and the moon is not our
problem, no star is silent for the
static behind my eyelids,
cling to my clavicle and play me
a tune of my faltering nitrogen
forever will be
our song
white, black, grey
the same
and it's a tapestry spilling from my fingers
and it's an ocean pooling at my toes
because there is an odyssey at the back of my throat
and it's breaking through my lungs
you're to blame for:
this melodic chaos,
enraged fire,
cursed dance
I could spin a thousand sonnets through
webbed fingernails and carve lovesongs into
papyrus in plasma, but remember this if
anything
you are my words
bones will break and
stars will die
before you or I;
our love captured,
entwined, buried
in tree trunk rings
lute players, poets
will know our names,
we will twine our arteries
and become a ballad
though, it may attempt
in earnest vain
to rip us apart
and devour our beauty
dirt- our home;
not our boundary
leagues of saltwater filter into
cartilage, and the moon is not our
problem, no star is silent for the
static behind my eyelids,
cling to my clavicle and play me
a tune of my faltering nitrogen
forever will be
our song
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there's a whole in your heart
that i'll dig my way into,
twist myself around to fill your gaps and
tangle in all your crevices
until i can make you whole
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I'll Leave
Literature
Poems
Once in an era ship sailed beyond
They sank below the eternal blue
And their mark would be left
As the eternal blue grew so did the mark
Once in a lifetime story are told
Their story was what left of them
The eternal touch they left for us
Untold truth remembered for Tomorrow
Remembered mistake kept for tomorrow
Keeping away the waiting beast
If the beast awake soon death follow
Keeping keys locked and answers be lost
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beautiful collab!
This is just awesome, I love how dramatic it is.
I can definitely see that this was horrendous fun to create
This is just awesome, I love how dramatic it is.
I can definitely see that this was horrendous fun to create