Hello child,
Here I bring for you
the flowers- sniff them
won’t you?
they are so beautiful
aren’t they?
such a smooth blackness
they behold over them
sniff them son
sniff them, oh my dear child
and let me hug you
let me give you the kiss
let me hold you
let me grasp you from behind
let me be with you
please draw me inside you
let me cover you in my cape
oh my dear child
listen to me
here is your depression speaking to you.
hmm…
the poem came down to a simplistic ending. very nice on the flow of thaughts i see. seemed like something flowed down through a narrwo cannel into a wider space and thinned down. soothing i must say…
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Thank You for the amazing analysis!
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