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A Crown For Fear



On a whimsy of frolic
I crush soft petal folds,
with rush of steel on tip of toe
such wilting never told.

sucking breath in raspy heaps
I feed myself to you.
rising up to meet the pain
of selfless constitute.

I blow the winds in state of sin
Grim silence
(never held)
breaking ice with tender trite
of power trip in scale.

Adonis flight in deep midnight
I crucify my tears.
to rise against midsummer winds
Just to have you near.

Just to have
a crown
for fear.
Written by darksighs
Published | Edited 20th Jul 2015
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