The faded shades of my fissure tend to
paint the sky with rainbows;
Letting all my embodiment drenched with
whimpers and
mending the unsavory vows.

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Over the flickering stars in the high sky,
I hovered above the cantaloupe shaded clouds
being a wild fly;
With my feathers laid open to the firmament,
In the forage of my chimeras shield within a basement;
The tiny pounds had given a flight in the soaring heights,
To wave across the flurry of air as the darker knights;





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Embrace your scars once,
And you will soar high in the cerulean-salmon sky forever.








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Despite having all the traits, sometimes you've to hold back,
Cause thy soul has worn out of being wrapped in an workaholic shack.







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The enchilada even got envied of the love she poured,
And the way she held me above the clouds, letting me soared.
She was the first ray to condemn down in dusk near my window bed,
Yet embraced all my moonless days as per an onus of being my best friend.








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What made her dream every night,
With eyes in perplexity and hyperventilating at the sight?
She pushed herself into the casserole,
Whenever conscience made her think that as a whole;
With the passing darker velvety nights , she waited for the sky,
To turn carmine and have her epitome fly;






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Her hues were carried out in a way
To have the broken strings attached,
And she only waited for the scarlet dusk of may
To get all the torn pages of her diary and drift knots blended.



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I was just made to dance to their ballad musical verses,
Dripped with my stars in the jar to find a way through the satan curses.

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Her annihilating pain was more
intoxicating than the drug she inhaled.

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The chaos of the enchilada gets shunted down,
With the shed of his shimmering light away from town;
I wished for him a bit longer to stay,
To have followed him foraging my way;
He was the dusk being brought to the sky,
Hardly anyone knew , he was my glued feathers to fly.

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