Dec 2018
Entangled
in thorns
of
our
poisonous
tryst
he adorns
me
only in the
dusk,
dark,
or gloom
shadow man
disappears
when
a ticking
clock
strikes noon
in thorns
of
our
poisonous
tryst
he adorns
me
only in the
dusk,
dark,
or gloom
shadow man
disappears
when
a ticking
clock
strikes noon
(Los Angeles)
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