PrincessInk wrote:(I will tell you what the sea tastes of:of salt that stings on forgotten wounds,of sadness and other shunned things.)
Perfect silken dropsCatharctic quicksilver rainNature's healing kiss
a blanket of dull grayhangs heavy in the sky.i can’t rememberthe last time it partedto show the sun.
it rained for the first time since you left, and thatwas the first time I felt myself drown. thedrops of rain that played against my hollow bones wereso soothing, soft, sweet like honey that crystallized
Sachi - we can help you write a chat poem right now - like the next 10 lines = your poem.poetry written in times of fire Cannot be boring, even if it is on the surface, the poetry is in the creation, despite.is stubbornness genetic by any chance? very random, but just wondering.LOLI don't think stubbornness is genetic...[okay that's a good start of the poem, keep going crew]what did i do to deserve an alliyah in my life honestlyalliyah has the best ideasi agree!alliyah is not deserved, only bestowedmaybe it's genetic or maybe it's fire[there it all came full circle]poem done!there's your poem, Sachi!mkay you know what i'mmaLOLwe really ruined your poem
So we both have opposable thumbs,jeer the raccoons.But who is in charge now?Do you really have to rub this in?I ask from my window.The raccoons take my trashand wash their hands before eating.
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