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Once you called me your little sunset eyes..
Liquid honey was your love filling the void with warmth and purpose.
But once Apollo makes his rounds, there’s no guarantee that tomorrow will rise...
Your Pluto dives down into the underworld
Drowning my Persephone into the truth built upon lies.
Liquid honey was your love filling the void with warmth and purpose.
But once Apollo makes his rounds, there’s no guarantee that tomorrow will rise...
Your Pluto dives down into the underworld
Drowning my Persephone into the truth built upon lies.
Published 12th Jun 2020
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12th Jun 2020 7:25pm
14th Jun 2020 6:35am
12th Jun 2020 8:10pm
I like that you chose Greek mythology as your point of analogy.... goddess
Lost trust, deception, sadness
style is good, cadence..
Creative
Respect my poetic sister
Lost trust, deception, sadness
style is good, cadence..
Creative
Respect my poetic sister
14th Jun 2020 6:36am
