Can I reach with my hands
unto silent sands
with the crown of thorn.
For I am, two steps away,
to be scorn. So long,
lonesome valley bellow morn.
With the crimson tide
I float with my eyes
as earth is reborn.
For I have sworn,
as I plea, to be
calm with the shores
as I have been torn.
Bless these tired eyes
with shallow lights
in the night as I mourn.
The silence between
soft rains recalls
my child to be forlorn.
With the evolution
of stars I seek
for nebula as she is forewarn.
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Hahaha yes
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“With the evolution
of stars I seek
for nebula as she is forewarn.”
I loved this line soooo muchhhh!! ❤❤
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Ahww Thank you so much, Pruuu. I’m so glad you loved THAT line so much 🥰❤️
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This was very relatable, hit on a different level, quite emotional:
“Bless these tired eyes
with shallow lights
in the night as I mourn.”
Can’t express what affect they left 💗💓💗
Ain’t nebula beautiful 🙈🙊🙊🙊
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Beautiful, NEBULA. Beautiful as your soul is❤️🙏🏽
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