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Wants
To know what one wants
A rare and beautiful thing
But so far from my grasp
I dangle from the strings
That turn into ropes
Tied with precision and pride
Platlstic bottles filled with false hope
Chasing a treasure held so dear
Death I have never feared
Color me red and come right in
Step into this wounded flesh
Look around there's not much left
Tear out the pieces that you need
Kiss me softly whilst I bleed
A rare and beautiful thing
But so far from my grasp
I dangle from the strings
That turn into ropes
Tied with precision and pride
Platlstic bottles filled with false hope
Chasing a treasure held so dear
Death I have never feared
Color me red and come right in
Step into this wounded flesh
Look around there's not much left
Tear out the pieces that you need
Kiss me softly whilst I bleed
Published 9th Aug 2019
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9th Aug 2019 5:05am
Dear D,
You said it! To know what one wants A rare and beautiful thing
Whenever I don’t get what I want it typically ends up saving me from divorce.
This is a terrific write. Crippling, tragic yet darkly brilliant.
Well done! H🌷
You said it! To know what one wants A rare and beautiful thing
Whenever I don’t get what I want it typically ends up saving me from divorce.
This is a terrific write. Crippling, tragic yet darkly brilliant.
Well done! H🌷
9th Aug 2019 2:42pm
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- Edited 25th Oct 2022 6:45pm
11th Aug 2019 11:21pm
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12th Aug 2019 00:38am
