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KieraYale Aug 2021
Power will always
reside within the depths of
our own existence.
KieraYale Aug 2021
Morality is flexible,
Like my body against yours.
We’re all lost between the "I shouldn't"
But “I really want to"
Searching for some kind of virtue.
KieraYale Aug 2021
Cursed are the over thinkers
Not much worse than day drinkers
KieraYale Aug 2021
.
Rage will fill my limbs
Like spring Rapids through narrow bends
KieraYale Aug 2021
.
we strike with venom
when we fear pain.
KieraYale Aug 2021
.
Relax me like a rainy Sunday morning.
Honey at the back of my throat,
divine like Saturday wine
KieraYale Aug 2021
thought you were different.
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