were drowned drowned in heaven
particles that come from distant millennia
to save her from despair. Because
feelings either recycled or destroyed, can
inmunizarte of mourning or to just kill you inside.
I soaked night, I soaked
transgression
drench me sound, I become a melody
cataract
extra-terrestrial lava diamond
leaving blind, forgotten
crystal oasis where I become words.
devolved into
times where Gods ruled and return
as wind
to intoxicate your soul little by little.
soon be erased
dark shadows, the drowned
itself creates new utopias.
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