Pressure
builds within
but won't exit.
Animals
don't with
they were us.
Rose-tinted
goggles protect
my sensitive eyes.
Stars
seem brighter
in the dark.
Deaths come in trios,
or so superstition says.
Will the third be soon?
(Prompt by me)
Image source
builds within
but won't exit.
Animals
don't with
they were us.
Rose-tinted
goggles protect
my sensitive eyes.
Stars
seem brighter
in the dark.
Deaths come in trios,
or so superstition says.
Will the third be soon?
(Prompt by me)
Image source
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