This admiration inspired by the wicked, from the blood of the lonely and their closest closet. Closest outed outrage? Guilt, guided, guilty, guided
Innate submission, supplied for attraction, as lines are to form. Only to bury and dilute this all. And as it thickens by the moment until the crest in
It?s veiled now in our patience It?s kindled in remorse Failed as we have become what we loathe. The unrest is our patience, It?s withered to the core
Wince at thoughts of these half cocked expressions, as these are the sums of our years of warily waking. Tried and true is the waste in investments. Our
The faces we have worn adrift the seas of acquaintance. The lies we can't control, smiling as we sink to the bottom. Tongue tied, we retrace the lines
I wish these were the first words that I heard, "Welcome in dear stranger," but the red ran fast of their hands. Slight of hand receive/emit the coarse
It drives us from our path and suffocates as we are gnashing teeth into the arms that press us down. We try to recourse, redirect before we are run into
What can you sacrifice? Without dilution of introspect, integrity and call it all your own. A unique identity. An inane obscenity to formulate a work
Goodbye you bastard. Good luck motherfucker. It was out of the water and I wished I had drowned. And it's the greatest mistake. Wounds neatly placed.
It doesn't take these graceful feats to restrain these thirsts, but I am dry of lust and haste and indifference. O' this undying thirst is corrosive.
Listless and observing. Flicker and await. Is this all that soothes them? Watch in scorn. What's in these words, exchanged without comprehension? It's
Breathless, gasping as the days are swallowed. Rundown and followed by the indecisive. Intact are these staggered letters, haunting. None of them ever
Air pierced in the lungs in sordid sums of endless tries, Too dire is this to unwrite Sunk in to a breath that dell short with these kindred ties Desire
Married young what's done is done Our hearts and hopes are soft and glistening We started playing house too soon it seems Our Swedish furnishings are
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