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Zdjęcie autora: The Sleeping ForestThe Sleeping Forest

There was no magic

Full moon has brought no change

And all the blood I've spilled for naught

No knight has ever come to wake me with kisses

My tears have never bought me enough love

And my pain nearly enough pleasure

The mothers lied

My body has never been a shrine

And the simple act of its possession

Had no lessons I would wish to learn



(originally written in January 2017)

 
 
 
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