les fleurs dans tes yeux

i could not sleep - something intensely kissed my nothing. i remember loving with sincerity and believing in the world. she would bring me with her to the departure of her being had i been someone else, for she was too often indifferent to the eyes of hasty mourning in all she did. the mirror fell and glass was thrown upon the ground having crumbled - her words examined me with solemn eyes - the girl seemed to doubt her voice. what a sad place to be - to fall into this pit. i must have had to go to hell to know the answer, but i still don’t know.

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