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“what might have been?” YOU ASK MY LOYAL LOVE / IM TERMINAL YOUR RECKLESS PUPPETEER / YOU COME CRAWLING TO ME OUT OF YOUR FEAR / DESPERATE DESIRE ASH PRESSED ON YOUR TONGUE / I BLOCK OUT LIGHT TILL YOURE BEGGING FOR SUN / MY VOICE IS SO LOUD ITS ALL YOU CAN HEAR / ALL YOU WANT IS TO BE WITH YOUR LATE DEAR / PULL AT YOUR STRINGS COMPLETELY UNHINGED, LUNGE / YOURE THE ONE WHO DID IT WITHOUT THINKING / HAVE YOU EVER TASTED SERENITY /
I PRESCRIBE YOU EXHILARATING FLINGS / TAKE MY HAND, KISS WRITHING CALAMITY / BURNING HATING FLAMING ASHES FALLING / TAKE THIS DANCE, TASTE ME,
my first shot at a Petrarchan sonnet <3 i really dig this because it's presented similar to a car commercial, and our host is the woman addicted to eating her dead husbands ashes from "my strange addiction", and the car is impulsivity.
Angelica
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