i. beginnings
darling, these are our beginnings
you with your muddy feet, dirt-coloured eyes
and me with the butterfly net, trapped in disguise
darling, these are our beginnings
borne in repetition, torn by tradition
(tear up the past, move into transmission)
and darling, these are our beginnings
rooted in jealousy and despair
twisting, turning - oh, what a tragic affair!
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starlight hysteria [PT 1]
Poetry[ PT 1: POISONED IVY ] a tale of two lovers, torn apart by fate and the poisonous effect of insanity. _ genre: poetry started: 21/5/2021 warnings: if you're uncomfortable with slightly dark imagery etc ,, stay away. if not, this should be okay <3