what i changed when i was away
i healed
i applied honey on my pupils
and grew daisies in my veins
so now i can only see
saccharin gilded terrors
and the only offering
my touch leaves
is a floral softness
that the universe
is in a dire need of
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Letters to Life: Letters written to a loved life
PoetrySequel to Letters to Life: Letters written to a lost life A collection of prose and poetry Highest ranking #7 in poetry
