Lacrimosa
The sky was too full
to hold all the tears
an ocean too shallow
to hold such weeping
the cupped faces of the roses
have filled with lamentation
but our hearts are arid
as the mountains of the moon.
Lacrimosa
The sky was too full
to hold all the tears
an ocean too shallow
to hold such weeping
the cupped faces of the roses
have filled with lamentation
but our hearts are arid
as the mountains of the moon.
Still nothing changes. I love the second verse 💜
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Thanks xx
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Wow! This is powerful. 🙂
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Thank you!
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This holds me, speaks of my feeling.
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Our existence seems worse than pointless. It’s destructive.
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Sadly it is 💜
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😦
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Beautiful and true!
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xx
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Do we still have hearts at all? (K)
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Not enough do.
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