can poetry ever be a sung song
2025-07-08
words from a sunken ship
these hands lost in a time before all the times
before i was made to be
what i was meant to be,
before what was all that was,
till it all dusk till dawn,
drowned in sand and sank in sea
god drank from me
i plead when i found he was pleased with me
i planned to flee and draft into fantasy
since then the silence sang through me
kiss and spill your vanity
let’s run back from this tragedy
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