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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
leo sky

leo sky

A Poem by ghost

Under another Leo sky
I cry, you’re sly
You wax while I wane
My stars swirl down the drain
Curled to the shape of the moon
Your gray lungs tend to loom
Her face fills my screen
The most grotesque girl I’ve ever seen.

© 2022 ghost


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Added on March 14, 2022
Last Updated on March 14, 2022

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