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what my insides look like

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wna smell like cotton candy and rose petals and baby powder and vanilla cupcakes and sugar cookies and cherries and strawberries and cream and lilies and lavender and and and peaches and cherry blossoms and sprinkles yay ♡

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[yayobabydoll]

one of u will betray me

[reuels]

Nana (2006) by Ai Azawa

[struttingstreets]

poem of the third person

when your eyes met mine

sensing my undoing, i would cry

i knew your love wasn’t mine

and another made your heart fly

a brat, thin and supine

i daresay such a whine

whenever he stood by i feared i would kill him, though i try

sensing my undoing, i would cry

whenever i passed maçka by,

a portful of ships would there lie

trees would tweet and rustle

a wind filling my head with a hustle

you lit a silent blaze

you lit my fingers in a daze

downcast lashes fixed in a gaze

my insides quivered with a cold wry

sensing my undoing, i would cry

evenings would fall in a novel-like pace

Jezabel would lie dead in a bloody maze

a ship would leave the port it was laced

you would go to him in a haste

going away with a waxen face

staying till dawn broke with the sunshine

he’s, i daresay such a whine

grinning like a funeral, grave and sly

especially when your arms intertwine

sensing my undoing, i would cry

Atilla İlhan

Translated by: struttingstreets