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The Missing Thought
lecherous
the draining
of me
and you never saw it
coming
Let the blood
flow
out
and it spills onto the
ground, cracked and
thirsty.
honorous
the depth
denied me
and you said it was
for good reason
I wait with hands
extended, bring the blade.
We have our own
tradition, don't we?
draconian
the fetching command
of fetching you command
and you didn't know
we saw it.
Standing on solid stone, with
nothing but the
rising tide.
You broke something
inside yourself.
hellion.
scamperer.
mindless.
worm.
and then I break contact
and breathe.
the draining
of me
and you never saw it
coming
Let the blood
flow
out
and it spills onto the
ground, cracked and
thirsty.
honorous
the depth
denied me
and you said it was
for good reason
I wait with hands
extended, bring the blade.
We have our own
tradition, don't we?
draconian
the fetching command
of fetching you command
and you didn't know
we saw it.
Standing on solid stone, with
nothing but the
rising tide.
You broke something
inside yourself.
hellion.
scamperer.
mindless.
worm.
and then I break contact
and breathe.
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