| An exercise in futility I try again to start 5 lines Seeming so innocent Spawn a void of ceaseless waiting |
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| The moon rose And I screamed inside, mouth wide Open to the torrent I drank chaos, and it tasted of you |
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| The pomegranite kiss of death
Juicy and sweet, melting my heart and begging it to stay
I looked Hades square in the eye
And said I was going home |
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| (Let's see if we can start this up again.)
Maybe it was the scent of lilacs
Or just the heaviness of breath |
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| "Crying and laughing are the same movement"
I said to you, buried in your chest
And whether that gentle agitation comes from
Moist brown eyes or flashing white teeth
There's no better way to shake me into sleep |
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