I could fall asleep
Content with whatever outcome
If I die then
Let the decay of my small crown
Holding on to a blackened tooth
Procelain keys that rang out
Words about you
And a quilled tongue
Gently feathering
All the fine details
Send notes of your highness
©️ The Sad Owl
The Sad Owl
I'm just here. Until I'm not.
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