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~Vacant Hands~

Hidden Beneath  
Plain Desires  
Mimic Skin For Scales  
And Sweet Dismal
Pedals Wilt In Heat Of Day  
Beyond The Clawing's  
That Somber  
On Clear Display  
 
It's Gone Now  
 
Infinite Passions  
   
A Lonely Grain  
A Single Drip  
 
All Falls Away  
 
I Wish You Were Here  
So Near The End  
And Its Never Been So Clear  
 
Screaming Whispers Amongst Meadows  
And Endless Stares  
A Blank Canvas, Void Of Possibilities  
As I Pretend You Were Always There  
Written by ManiacalMark
Published | Edited 18th Jul 2015
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