she tries to hide her broken heart but fails as the world inverts from earth to utopia. believing couldn't ever see the different between sand & ethereal atmosphere, falls from clouds' ashes to bring up by breaths the reasons why a human can't be found by other than mortal existences.
hunger bites flesh and bones, you no longer can capture the illusion to bring her to real life.
looking from the glassy, her lips dripping purple dreams but purple sins. you'd kiss desperately if that mean you could go back to earth to wish foggy stars.
foggy stars, the greatest liars of all time.
trust me. there's no other god that could hate you better. and that's why you never see she trying to leave.
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BLACK CHERRY
Poetry❝gifted by devil, ruined by god. so are you, heart of mine❞. solo; short story original | @SHIAHEARTS
