Watch bright dust fade through her glass veil,
Fire amongst water, dissipated.
Frantically spreads across the sky,
Dances a frenzied final fall.
Ash lands, burns her eyes,
Far too delightful to never mind.
About Me
- Ophelia
- I'm not really here, nor am I meant to be. I'm a dream and a drifter, among other things. As for people,well, they always wake.
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