MaroonA Poem by getinthecarpleasePoison weeps on the hushed balcony As time fixes euphoria in waterfalls Between the weary puzzles of eyes We'll love old textures in hued halls Chained to music in stores of sound As notes paint feelings on the face A dream, a laugh, a cry, all fading Forever thinking to perish in space
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