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Jul 2015
An armor of cloth
is all I have to offer.
                                                 resonate like tiger lilies
     A shield of granite
splinters like glass
                                                  extend further than orchids
         A sword of ink
spun from the backbones
of poets awaits you
                                                   bleed thicker than roses
This is the art
of flirting with
death and
having a one night
stand
with life.
.
She loves me, she loves me not....

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Skaidrum
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Skaidrum  The Basalisk's Chambers
(The Basalisk's Chambers)   
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