the
taste
of
gold
I was a constellation, you held me so tight in the orbits of your body. O' Father, I miss you terribly; too much that I've become a fallen star.. && although I inhaled your words and exhaled stardust, I cannot get this bitter taste from my tongue.
just an
a n o n y m o u s
artist.
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chrysta
greek femme name for gold.
cinna’s only child
&
thorn in the capitol
.
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