peircing, gustless
september fall day -
im stagnant
with the smell of your acid
cigarrettes, leaking
ash,
disinigrating
into moulds
of tasteless decay:
forget this place,
how the wind defaces
your smile;
how the frenetic fluttering
of rusted, cracked
leaves
and dusted doom
leaves you undone;
vulnerable:
peirceless, gusting.
Reason for writing:
to kaylan.
Birth sign: Taurus
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