When Wispy Willows Wilt

I want to rip you open and see if you feel

See if you bleed too

Callous sunshine burns a burn so familiar

It is a beautiful sting

I will not be afraid, the light

On the shore will reappear

You whisper nothings to the night

Reaching for an answer

Carrying light grenades

Wanting to bloom with life anew

Life ends and life begins

Caring for no posterity

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