• blueliness 9w

    The music started playing with no melody
    and words describe nothing but misery,
    in this collapsing world,
    where green lands are no more
    than ash and charcoal
    and cities stand like skeletons,
    under a blood-red sun.
    Even her flower crown
    has turned into razor blades.
    What if all the world's beauty is lost?

    blu