Love of who we are,
a dancing dove while
the moire hearts of
a scar that is like
a glove and the star
that I can become.
Love Of Who We Are
A collection of dark, musical words.
Love of who we are,
a dancing dove while
the moire hearts of
a scar that is like
a glove and the star
that I can become.
Pitch Black Poesy 
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