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my cornerIn a corner she dreamt upmy corner by ~M-Animagus
a world that could hold her,
a tree to call home,
a bowl of seeds,
and a waterfall.
In a corner she breathes out
the name of a friend
"Sincere,
…will you be mine
the blue-berry hill rose
to this corrupted dream of mine?
I no longer see
comfort in a perpetual dream
and I can't skin my words
or swallow them whole
So I'll set the bird free…
I'll set the bird free..."
No...
I guess we are fated
to have it sedated
I guess it'll never know
the taste of golden glow
In a corner she blinks
in a corner she wakes up
In a corner she is
a well of lies.
SelectOnce, I suppose, I had a nameSelect by ~M-Animagus
perhaps, it was a common name
soon it became
less
less
less
A letter now marks my face;
a simple sound to pronounce
sharp as the wicked hot
light beams that now
fade
fade
fade
Into shade and swallowed by the dark
I am now a soft lament, a groan
from the back of your throat
I am pain
pain
pain
Tomorrow I glide with the wind
through that woosh, you might hear me
and if you care enough to see
a twinkle in the dust
Tomorrow, and for the rest of my life
I exist as a fragment
only wishing now
to be recollected
and I strive for a full name
Instead, I dwell in shame
as I witness the rest
bec
Sta.sh
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