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The gods must be insane for taking you away from me
My Lady Lazarus, rest fails to lend answers
a skewed hum dances throughout my soul;
so i dig deep into palms of all which co-exists in
search for you to soothe - to rock this blended
chaos
i treasure remnants of soft yen kisses that were
bestowed between my shoulder blades -
grounding me whole; naturally as intended,
attentively they replaced outside noise and pain,
a paradox of words has always lingered on the
ledges of your lips and like a thousand years
of worthy hidden literature - it was me who eagerly
embraced and read of a speechless sensual, you.
There is nothing that i wouldn't give to have us, again
My Lady Lazarus, rest fails to lend answers
a skewed hum dances throughout my soul;
so i dig deep into palms of all which co-exists in
search for you to soothe - to rock this blended
chaos
i treasure remnants of soft yen kisses that were
bestowed between my shoulder blades -
grounding me whole; naturally as intended,
attentively they replaced outside noise and pain,
a paradox of words has always lingered on the
ledges of your lips and like a thousand years
of worthy hidden literature - it was me who eagerly
embraced and read of a speechless sensual, you.
There is nothing that i wouldn't give to have us, again
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