The Sorrowful Unbaked Cookie Heart
and snow dream)tears!Shout
i'm an over/undone heart
sweet muffin bird-like
feathers tickle me
the streaked glass-water:
flowers between summer
hearts struck my eyes,
lips so tenderly crushing
stones(h-u-r-t) dreams
oooh, sir!
the proper name you sang
when speaking to me!
so -- Victorian girl
)oh god -- keeping me
sheeps like lamps
covering dark nights
a water colored canvas
m e a n i n g
love is what we
denied twice.
i broke my soul
in a shout
forgetting
un. der (lies)
i'm a self-crumbling
cookie unbaked
will you eat me?
no. i crumble
:: 03-12-2015 ::
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