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paul 6d
A complex entity.
She’s a strange one,
Misunderstood.
Sailing and floating,
in the vastness
of nothingness.
Immortally mortal.
She will never die,
until she does.
How a jelly floats.
At the surface,
and in the depths.
In the absence of light,
illuminating.
In plain site,
yet hidden away.
A sentient being,
but unconscious.
She is graceful,
the way she is.
Among a jellyfish
Is what I wish.
Miss u
paul 7d
These marks on my skin,
Reminiscent of
teeth and sharp nails
Digging into my arms.
With no effort,
you created hope, with pain.
On my left index finger,
Pealing and bleeding
For what seems like eternity.
I’d bleed out for you.

— The End —