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In daydream's wake,
was your face
screaming in
twisted rage..
"My flattery is your battery?!"
Your hand
melted into
my chest
like it had
never left
"It flatters me to batter thee!!"
You spit
blood
and
syllables
at me; you squeeze
Eyes black and endless..
void; little campfires
burning in the deep
Your eyes were caverns-
I could've fallen into you.
-oh,but
that was
days ago.
was your face
screaming in
twisted rage..
"My flattery is your battery?!"
Your hand
melted into
my chest
like it had
never left
"It flatters me to batter thee!!"
You spit
blood
and
syllables
at me; you squeeze
Eyes black and endless..
void; little campfires
burning in the deep
Your eyes were caverns-
I could've fallen into you.
-oh,but
that was
days ago.
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