Entry #4: Quiet Lake (More bad poetry)

Floating on the surface.

Teetering on the precipice of the deep.

Carve out my heart while I drift.

Fill the space between my ribs with lifeless flowers.

A hidden smile behind the darkness of the sky.

Poke holes in me so stars can shine through.

Watch me as I sink beneath the water.

Floating beneath the surface.

- Quiet-Emerald

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