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fallen, like rivulets of wind pluck autumn leaves and carpet the ground they'll be revered for a fleeting instance and become forlorn, despite their regal golden-cerise mantle so have my feelings been regarded, gone berserk and drowned frothing on their agape mouth I curse ego's starvation for human love, when my spirit pleas for detachment- I bend my knees with shame for plunging into ocean of emotions, those that sprint skin deep with pragmatism blindfolded I want no lectures on fate for I've seen its countenance's smirk, yet I have bowed like a silent monk and in this coarse parody of Hermes' loss of wings, I precipitate down the abyss feathers melted down by the selfsame sun I adore- but I fall with my heart overflowing with love, and though deep inside it mourns in soundlessness, I embrace its bitter tang with stoicism then I gently close my eyes and whisper: “I will always love you, even with your about-face demeanor wearing garments of a million queens…”
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Oct 12, 2014
Oct 12, 2014 at 3:21 PM UTC
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fallen, like rivulets of wind pluck autumn leaves and carpet the ground they'll be revered for a fleeting instance and become forlorn, despite their regal golden-cerise mantle so have my feelings been regarded, gone berserk and drowned frothing on their agape mouth I curse ego's starvation for human love, when my spirit pleas for detachment- I bend my knees with shame for plunging into ocean of emotions, those that sprint skin deep with pragmatism blindfolded I want no lectures on fate for I've seen its countenance's smirk, yet I have bowed like a silent monk and in this coarse parody of Hermes' loss of wings, I precipitate down the abyss feathers melted down by the selfsame sun I adore- but I fall with my heart overflowing with love, and though deep inside it mourns in soundlessness, I embrace its bitter tang with stoicism then I gently close my eyes and whisper: “I will always love you, even with your about-face demeanor wearing garments of a million queens…”
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Oct 12, 2014 at 3:21 PM UTC
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