Come as I am

Like blossoming grey roses

In the cold of a September

As withering as dear Persephone

Come as I am

Like raindrops after sunrise

A solemn tear festival after ecstasy

From clouded judgment of Icarus

Come as I am

Like Orpheus in the underworld

Storming against undivided…

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Omnomnymous

Omnomnymous

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I write poems, devastating short stories, dumb articles, and sometimes useless opinions.