i had to
teach myself
to scream in
lowercase
to control
the hyperbolic
tide within
now
when i whisper
the hairs
stand on your
elegant neck
it is no wonder
normal hearts
are vaporized
by an intensity
they have only
ever dreamt of
i am the greatest
mistake your precious
heart can possibly make
momentarily
then i use the ashes
to dip my quill
and scribble out
all the pain remaining
Ooh this is intense and dark đŸ¥€
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