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you.
It twists in
piercing
of that delicate place
the most inopportune times
on my hollowed grounds
hearing sacred echos
that jolt and clamour
in perpetual hymn
a constant dark reverberation
each time
and again
to be colored
in direct stark assuming
is to gouge an open wound
in a forever agony
laying seeds buried lovingly
so cherished, of warmth
and all the love of fully grown
reminders.
those reminders
knowing a true horror
and it's scope of utter realness
is to never know pain like it before
or since.
suffering fools
despicable whispers
of guessing fault
a constant unsolicited barrage
pours salt in every pore
composure—
becomes mantra
Some choices aren't choices at all
unwitting
by date, destiny or
a perfect idealistic heart
It's life
and the effects of living
to be lone
one singular—
against the grinds
torments
and unexpected beauty
forced of decision
that crept from the recesses
of time that ate time
anguish
masquerading
of simple compunction
lives strong
always
in my mind's eye
we
are there.
Blue eyes reflecting our own
spellbound in dazzle
of
... you, imagined.
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