The happy bride

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Wild, strange, poisonous blackberries.


Dancing like a mad ragdoll
In the Kelvin's upper limits
Burning away my love in a purple swirl of illusions
Withered grounds
And broken glass
Casting your thoughts as shadows
On silly me, a crash test dummy
In your elaborate little self-destruct scheme

The happy bride | Ecency