a heart...
a soft pillow
leaps high and drops
waves and billows
chronic to love
a lie and utopia
glues and molds
destined to hold
at last it folds
to the cold
of a winter breeze
mush....
a soft pillow
leaps high and drops
waves and billows
chronic to love
a lie and utopia
glues and molds
destined to hold
at last it folds
to the cold
of a winter breeze
mush....
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