
my heart spills the seeds
of a thousand past lives
dwelling within the trauma
sitting
alongside
the love I feel for you, wishing
upon the night sky
we make do
with candles ensconced in petaled
fragrances
of pain, a dew
sitting upon the land and sea
it seems
extreme, yet
inside
I know
I’ll always continue to believe
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