water without a surface

is Pain the same shade
as happiness

i can’t remember when

Black and bliss
began to blend

winter Moons

shone as the
sun

white and Grey
soon became one

blood inspired laughter
laughter led to tears
tears were but a substance

why did Death
seem so near

with every breath
i’d taken

felt like a leaf
yet to be shaken

so take me wind
then i’ll be free

from this damned
life-giving tree





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