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 Jul 2015 Mable Erina
DarkSilence
Through the amber forest,
The untempered glass,
The souls reflection shines.
Influential darkness,
Uncensored light,
Fallen sun bringeth,
Never ending night.

Through the tortured lens,
On a blank face,
Shattered soul comes forth,
Covered by fractured smiles,
And exhausted energy.
For Petrachóva
Ascending among the brilliant stars,
Varied blue, white, yellow, red;
Distinct and somewhat poignant,
Draped beneath the sky overhead.

Orion unsheaths his weapon,
Ursa major does not roar,
These bears and men who cannot see,
Lend faces to the whispy air as they soar.

Dark clouds, dim lit and hazy,
Among the moon's soft shine,
Each image is reflected,
In the city's humble skyline.

Descending alongside comets,
Hot, burning, coarse rocks,
Break free from godly confines,
And dance among men, stars, and clocks.
She was gorgeous, all the guys told her so
They told her as they tugged on her jeans
As they pulled on her top
As they tried to get her to **** them
What good is the word of someone who wants something from you?
It is nothing, words like that carry no weight
They are only said because they expect an exchange
Their words for what's in between her thighs
Words for a body
That's all she is
Words for a body
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