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HIRUDINEANS
Dissonance between
Footsteps and the breeze
The fire and the freeze
An artificial sun
The blindness has begun
The light to overcome
Buzzing by the riverbed
The tension that is fed
To hirudineans, bled
Weight of thoughts like chain to gird
In July did I find the words
For December hurt
These eyes, they do avert
To nothing, the pain reverts
And the salt that never froze
Above the dirt
I fade into familiar arms
Soon from out the Summer's heart
Find myself back to the start
Published 7th Apr 2017
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- Edited 9th Apr 2017 7:00pm
9th Apr 2017 6:56pm
Oh my gooddd! you shot your shards inside me
my breaths are tremoring, swear they are
my breaths are tremoring, swear they are
10th Apr 2017 00:34am
It is surprising to hear that it has evoked such a reaction. Your reading list entry and flattering comment are appreciated greatly Spilt. - UV
11th Jan 2023 9:18am
