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in the beauty of tragedy

"sweet little alchemist..."
he whispered
"did you always believe that butterflies were white?
phantom tipped?
& singed with the solace of love?"

"sometimes."
I sighed
"sometimes the sparrow's breath kissed my lips
& I forgot this place wasnt heaven."

it's unsobering..
the days that passed since I wandered fraying tourniquets
& angel stitched
.......I watched the rivers burn
& danced in the alchemy of backwards reveries

............ fairytale
.fractured.
KandiceBush
Written by KandiceBush (Kandice Bush)
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