• variant_me 5w

    I want to sleep on the lap of the lonely goddess, and cry tonight. I want to cry till she sobs along.
    I want to cry till she whispers poetry in my ears.



    I want to cry till she drags me into her cave, to show me the sad stars that once withered from the sky of laughter.



    I want to cry till she stops, till she sleeps.

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