vivid trips
frigid minds
stolen hearts
a monster
imagined
no one
believes you
when you’re made
of stone
a rift
in time
trying
to make sense
of
it
all
pirates
be here
beware
bee war
awakened by
thought
splattered all over
my own face
a tattoo
made of
honey
in a dream
in a mirror
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