Spinning around, a graceful grief
I can touch him when the silence
Lies down heavy upon my chest
Remains of the night-time numbness
Black wings of a well known friend
Black heart hiding beautiful scars.
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Thank you *blushes* š
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“Spinning around, a graceful grief… Black heart hiding beautiful scars.” Great use of oxymorons. graceful grief, beautiful scars… Did you KNOW you were writing that way or did it just stumble out of you? Very lovely.
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Of course I didn’t!!! š thank you, Calen ā¤
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