Mermaid
I become a real
mermaid by your side, but just
like in that danish
fairy-tale, I shed
no tear when I cry; make no
sound when my heart is
broken; smile when I
dance on razorblades of your
human love; cease to
exist by turning
to sea foam when the love of
yours toward me is no more.
Copyright © Diana Bosa | Year Posted 2016
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