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My lovely
Fire
Its tongues
Lick my wounds
With burning
Spit
Whiskey
Oozing through
My veins…
Rain
Slips out
Of the clouds
In silent
Agony
My tears
Only longing
For what is lost
The shell
Suddenly
Cracked open
Spraying scarlet
My life source
Pouring
Seeping
No longer flowing
Through me
And he smiles.
Its tongues
Lick my wounds
With burning
Spit
Whiskey
Oozing through
My veins…
Rain
Slips out
Of the clouds
In silent
Agony
My tears
Only longing
For what is lost
The shell
Suddenly
Cracked open
Spraying scarlet
My life source
Pouring
Seeping
No longer flowing
Through me
And he smiles.
Published 7th Oct 2013
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