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[cherrylmoon]

lovesickness is a felicity as to fainting is yellow,

only thing i think is your voice when you sing,

don't make me feel good, i'm not your happy doll,

sorry for not believing your pureless words,

forests are our homeless home,

while we're homeless too,

a cat in the closet and two women in a ocean,

for theirs death-day,

how to feel like an alive human again?

i really don't know how but i know something,

that two women crying for their destiny,

fairies quaffing our blood,

[cherrylmoon]

i lose my mind lately 'cause of your voice. in my head.

timidity made me lonely. hearts made of gingers.

i slept on hers couch in a minute. i wake up in a fire. then... i can't remember anything after this fire.

what if i said that nothing comes good after your death? will you come here for me? or you just wait me in hell? it's so uphill for you. i know.

[cherrylmoon]

yearned for you. whereas i thought we could meet in the songs but you never came back in songs. you were the most beautiful reality. shut your eyes and imagine it's raining outside. i even love your hating yourself. i'm more afraid to leave you alone more than your afraid to being alone. you're the stargazer. my stargazer. my star. my moon. my sun.

i did little bit puzzle today. my puzzle pieces are lost on my seat, among them the grains of my heart that you broke. i gave you my stars so you can make your own sky. your favorite book is standing in front of me, there is post-it between on some pages.

i've looked at you the most, i've looked at you the most precious but your favorite book is pulling me itself. i write you, not them, i love you, not other people, i appreciate you not myself. when i'm not with you i feel like i'm not real. i was cut into hundred pieces, one of them will loved by you necessarily.

you’re my planet. move your chair near to me thus i can kiss you whenever i want. you're my heart stopper.

you broke my heart in two or three. that's not matter, you-broke-my-heart. moreover, i did nothing about it. not crying, not being offended to you.

smoking on the backyard with your soul. drinking on the job with my worn-out soul. my room looking out to cemetery. my future cemetery. my other home. your nightmare. where you ran away. i've been stuck in my mind. i hate myself for loving you since we were met. i'm mirroring your personality for validation from you. ⎯tulips are blooming, blooms are tuliping.

i spent too much time to make a garden with your lies. sadness is all you left me. me and my fatigue won't handle it. a rabbit give us a heart-shaped drugs. we won't use it because we got each other. under the cherry moon, kissing a lot, loving your brown eyes. my flowers are raining. we were taking a rain shower thereafter snow is came in our house and it took you away from me. now i'm drowning in my tears. if anything happens to me someday i love you. i can't sleep because i'm thinking about your love.

[cherrylmoon]

i spent my whole life to make a sky of daisies. daisies are my best friends. all the lost blue colored daisies keep saying ''kill us so you can live without our pressure.'' they will dance when they died. only sky (made by me) save them. dead rabbits bring my letter to daisies.

angel-daisies are trying to fly away from heaven because heaven is as bad as god. god let them live. angelic-daisies on knotted to our souls.

they're grew up with misunderstanding but i grew up with blue colored daisies wrapped around my heart. swimming in the pool full of devilish-daisies. they are have the purest heart god's ever seen.

black-daisies catch our love by their hands. feel the wind on my hair. i'm getting stranger to my daisies day by day.

daisies feeling history is over. daisies used to love me.

[cherrylmoon]

the things. the things i overcame as a child. i stay alive as i take other people's lives. i'm committed to killing things. i send a letter to my dead friends. i talk with my dead father in my dreams. the death of the dream. dream is a murderer. i lost myself hundred times. life has left all its poison on my shoulders. i didn't have time to get to know myself because i was too busy introducing myself to the world. hell is here. earth is hell. our deepest scars are those that we receive from the farthest place to our heart. i'm all alone. my soul is begging to go to anywhere. i can be many different people. ⎯happiness is exhausting. we fed on the fear of about to died. ⎯god is the invention of devil. devil's eyes made of fire. i'm on the border of geniusly and madness like van gogh. if god is stronger than satan, what does it mean? why this world be like this? is it means god is evil? ⎯the hunters in the snow. the home of earthly delights. we will dance when we die. we will die when we dance. it's just our destiny. you're being alive on the neptune and i'm being alive on the venus. born on the mars. died from the rays of the sun. you're become a planet. blue is our color. this is where i started to peeling my face. this is my universe. it's called ''cherry node'' pigeons biting my toes, it's hurt but at least it's not hurt as much as you did. i smoked a menthol cigarette. whatever people not say i am, this is what i am. perhaps i write a letter for my soulless soul. me and my wrists full of scars. i spent too much time to make a garden of fairy but i couldn't. time flies, can't catch it. afraid being an angel. i have nothing left to lose after neptune. i'm crying in blood, 'cause my soul is gone. your hands are tale my soul away. you're blooming. i'm making a sky of your crown of daisies. all the lost blues says "kill me when i'm try to kill you." swimming in the pool full of broken hearts. i have demons in my mind. dead rabbits bring your letter to me. madness made of my thoughts. only tomorrow can save me. whistling my name. peeled black nail polish, black is catch our love. tiny things in life. being alive. black is the standard. i was just looking for a friend and i saw death. it's pulling me itself. i didn't fight with death. i accept it. i love it. i'm no one's no one. i am nothing. killing people. it's only thing i think. i love the notion of killing. killing human race, killing my feelings, killing my soul and killing our love. eating human meat. tiny but pretty details in life. i want to disappear completely. give me all your venom so i can kill myself. all the poison in my memories. i hate think about thinking. are they watching me? are you watching me? am i watching myself? break my body because i don't want to be escape point in your life. escape from nine to five. i love you like kayra loves kinyas. nothing can hurt me anymore owing to my things. will it all end here? i wish i wasn't a human. the death of god was fascinating. obviously, everything about death it is. furthermore, this includes my death. i'm a godeater. we embrace death. death is hiding behind a curtain, waiting to reach us. we're moonstrucks. my safe stuff is my cigarette. what am i now?