caillteanas

black taffeta shadows

painted demons on the floor

memories fled like starlings

joining dreams of nevermore

the siren light danced

with her petite fours of dreams

but she left hope barren

stabbed time to smithereens

pasha future left for youth

left a crown of heavy stone

she kisses her nothing softly

her lover named alone

 

 

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