in cracked mirror virtual images and
in distorted holy water reflections
among the cruellest flowers, i find you
holding hands with my darkest imaginations.
you make me memorise his lovely laughter
watch her sitting on my throne - strong, alive
the darkest fractions of me are your habitat
feeding on my worst anxieties, you survive.
my dark twin.
— SweetSimu.
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EUNOIA
Poetry❝ we are all just stars that have people names. ❞ - Nikita Gill. EUNOIA - beautiful thinking, a well mind. [a collection of all of my imperfect, unedited, messy poems. some are not even poems. majority of these don't rhyme. some don't even make sens...
