bullets
- nadiah

- Aug 15, 2017
- 1 min read

2:41 AM
i asked the moon what it thought of you
it replied 'he is exquisite'
and i said i thought so too
he is like
the gleaming of water
in the moonbeam's reflection
the shining of starlight
in limited edition
he is like
the stormy skies and dark clouds
with a colourful aftermath
the rainbow after thunders
with eyes brighter than lightning
the bullets after gunshots
with wounds sticking in my flesh
i asked the moon what it thought of you
it replied, 'he is impeccable'









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