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Stained Glass
Upright pylons rusted
prevent the necessary
touching of the sky
where sorrowful whispers
disguised as glue
creep through cracked bones
mending the pain of lost joy.
Tattered remnants of lack
awaken to hold confines
at the bottom of a destructive
ego pleasing cage , crowded
with littered words that spill
from a frayed mouth
Shredded edges, sewn
together like stained glass
from hells chapel
A modernistic work of art
Heavy tears stringent , coats
the eyes irritating lids
leaving behind bloodshot veins that hang from sockets,
dangle,touching parched
cheeks in need of
moisture
Lick me where I need it most
You never...did.
prevent the necessary
touching of the sky
where sorrowful whispers
disguised as glue
creep through cracked bones
mending the pain of lost joy.
Tattered remnants of lack
awaken to hold confines
at the bottom of a destructive
ego pleasing cage , crowded
with littered words that spill
from a frayed mouth
Shredded edges, sewn
together like stained glass
from hells chapel
A modernistic work of art
Heavy tears stringent , coats
the eyes irritating lids
leaving behind bloodshot veins that hang from sockets,
dangle,touching parched
cheeks in need of
moisture
Lick me where I need it most
You never...did.
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