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Chalice⌛️

singular of my caste, the sins of existence
unbecoming by faith  
in the daylight of the living
 
my body a chalice, the wine of my blood,
my phantom betrothed how gaunt I've become,
my pallor seems beautiful
 
a pact by choice, a sip in return
I prefer it this way, forbidden and forgotten,
 
a vow in secret, don't say it here and never  
aloud, my intended, for we may disappear
 
 
© 2015-16 Jade Pandora
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
Published | Edited 18th Jan 2016
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