(unfinished) Empty Vase

I’m staring at an empty vase

Your translucent beauty captures me

My mind cannot wrap around you

Your warping beauty is butchering my heart

You are not tangible

You are just a figment of my imagination 

I’ve fooled and spoiled myself



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