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He stared into the eyes of Persephone Mesmerized by the reflections concealing A broken spirit; those beautiful Blue eyes drawing in his Struggling soul. Doubt polluting clean air; His instinct deceived by Her notions of favor. Intimacy shared within their Conversational delight exposing His veins, sliced by her Blades of desire. She was unresponsive, Numb to his plasma discharge; Darkness chased away the light Night consumed his day. So much calamity beneath The surface of serenity. Absence of closure; misinterpreted Memory lapses. Broken beginnings irreparable; shattered petitions Severing their nerves. Scent of pain and sorrow On the sheets; raindrops Collecting on the glass. Inhibitions washed away By drizzling expectations. He wants to send her a rose, A small token of hope In the midst of demons.
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Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 7:14 PM UTC
Persephone
He stared into the eyes of Persephone Mesmerized by the reflections concealing A broken spirit; those beautiful Blue eyes drawing in his Struggling soul. Doubt polluting clean air; His instinct deceived by Her notions of favor. Intimacy shared within their Conversational delight exposing His veins, sliced by her Blades of desire. She was unresponsive, Numb to his plasma discharge; Darkness chased away the light Night consumed his day. So much calamity beneath The surface of serenity. Absence of closure; misinterpreted Memory lapses. Broken beginnings irreparable; shattered petitions Severing their nerves. Scent of pain and sorrow On the sheets; raindrops Collecting on the glass. Inhibitions washed away By drizzling expectations. He wants to send her a rose, A small token of hope In the midst of demons.
david-w-jones
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Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 7:14 PM UTC
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