rainer maria's roses
Rose,
o pure contradiction,
love,
to be nobody's sleep
under so many eyelids
o pure contradiction,
love,
to be nobody's sleep
under so many eyelids
I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another til i drop ... I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.
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