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Jagged Edge
You penetrate
with jagged edge
of soul shard
And I am hungry
for the cut..
Your lengthy words
cradle despise,
soon the death of me.
Singe of heartstrings..
(a valiant attempt)
Still I sway-
~motionless~
to your sultry stage.
Dancing as an imp
of want-fevered passion,
I burn down resistance
in walls of defeat…
just to touch you
is
to touch me…
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