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Brier/Uncanny Yield/Free/Wounded Anon/Deserving
Brier
Tell me everything
I seal it inside,
ask me no questions
I'll tell you no lies,
my darkest virtue
is that I'm in love
with your beautiful sin.
Uncanny Yield
saying I lung you
tightened the noose
cold in the pendulate
your venom is the
lacquer lighting
the tree.
Free
I walk into the
whimper of dying
light carrying
your candle of
beautiful darkness.
Wounded Anon
At night what I see
when your daemon cums
is the coldest love
crippling my sun.
Deserving
Bleeding belladonna giggles
into the edge of your
lavender depletion
die a thousand times
my little diseased pet.
Copyright © 2017 Quietusquill.All Rights Reserved.No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher.
Tell me everything
I seal it inside,
ask me no questions
I'll tell you no lies,
my darkest virtue
is that I'm in love
with your beautiful sin.
Uncanny Yield
saying I lung you
tightened the noose
cold in the pendulate
your venom is the
lacquer lighting
the tree.
Free
I walk into the
whimper of dying
light carrying
your candle of
beautiful darkness.
Wounded Anon
At night what I see
when your daemon cums
is the coldest love
crippling my sun.
Deserving
Bleeding belladonna giggles
into the edge of your
lavender depletion
die a thousand times
my little diseased pet.
Copyright © 2017 Quietusquill.All Rights Reserved.No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher.
Published 12th Dec 2017
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12th Dec 2017 8:02pm
Some real gripping lines: "my darkest virtue/is that I am in love with/your beautiful skin" ... "your venom is the/lacquer lighting/the tree" ... "into the edge of your/lavender depletion" Nicely penned.
12th Dec 2017 8:35pm
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13th Dec 2017 1:13am
Still envious over the line containing beautiful sin.
I want to write a poem in inspiration if this.
I want to write a poem in inspiration if this.
13th Dec 2017 7:15pm
13th Dec 2017 3:08am
These are both really amazing,
'Free
I walk into the
whimper of dying
light carrying
your candle of
beautiful darkness. (Morrisonesque, I think)
Wounded Anon
At night what I see
when your daemon cums
is the coldest love
crippling my sun.
'Free
I walk into the
whimper of dying
light carrying
your candle of
beautiful darkness. (Morrisonesque, I think)
Wounded Anon
At night what I see
when your daemon cums
is the coldest love
crippling my sun.
13th Dec 2017 7:16pm
