By Aruna
I was full of
pink
Racing unicorns playing
in clouds
Then the storm brought me
the dark forest
The welting red apple
kissing me welcome
a spell cast upon my
heart pierced in thorns
My veins draining in
pure molten black
embracing me to follow
their legacy
To hear the song of
their black hearts
To know our song was always
meant to be a duet
By Aruna
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