Grandeur Of Melancholy

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Fragile Mermaid

Spread your wings.
Into the ocean, with myth.
The darkness closes in, closes
me into a corner sharp razor edges,
a white space.

I'm a ghost now.
So the sound dies in my
circuitry. I'm burning
inside.

So at the touch I glow,
and in a moment I'm on fire.

The eyes.