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If you
Should your eyes behold another
I would die, my heart would fracture
Into infinitesimal fractions.
Creating a fissure.
Tilting and extending my emotions,
Until they span the gamet of human sensation.
Acrid brine percolating, in the ocular organs
Burning tiny holes and teasing every last drop.
I would die, my heart would fracture
Into infinitesimal fractions.
Creating a fissure.
Tilting and extending my emotions,
Until they span the gamet of human sensation.
Acrid brine percolating, in the ocular organs
Burning tiny holes and teasing every last drop.
Published 29th Sep 2010
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