Azure Jane Lunatic (azurelunatic) wrote,
Azure Jane Lunatic
azurelunatic

(tastes like vaguely angstful poetry)

It was that cruel hope and its loss that smashed me flat, groveling in the face of your sweet, complete oblivion. The parts of me that love are swept up and away from you, in their proper place, but still that cruel hope persisted. What if. Never can be.
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