a burnt-out cliché
the cloud in your silver lining
the parade in your rain
and the dark coffee that darkens your cream.
your city of sorrow
the moss that clings to your stone
the injustice of love and war
and the unraveled stitch that will cost you every time.
the whale in your puddle
your rain after the rainbow
the bitter berry in your glass of fine wine
and the relativity in your truth.
the delicious inside chapters of the book you can't put down
the cornerstone of your castle
and the bitter happiness you feel when we reunite.
the fucking queen of the world!
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