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Bitter Tenderness

At a loss, I toss to dust
Even my skin abandoned these hollow bones
And I�ve crushed the skull, under
Vengeful feet
That since have lost all sensitivity
To the elements
To people
.. Myself
Look at me! I am a memory in a mind
Whose mind?
Tell me, did their lips release my essence
On a tongue of bitter tenderness?
Why can�t this soul be warmed, swaddled
Into an eternal daydream?
I really thought I meant something
Whose mind is in question?
It could be my own that haunts me
And as I reach my final cell
I catch a glimpse of her
Golden cherry flecks of hair that wave to me
A dainty body so vividly vibrant, it is blinding
Look.. she is smiling
�A rarity is precious, the owner holds the key
Borrowed, bartered, stolen, uncovered
It does not matter
Nobody knew how to treasure this remarkable entity
Your embodiment
Yes, you.�