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Nov 2013
II
Envy darts her wicked tongue
So slick with black desire
To chase the blood from passion and suffocate
The heart of ire
III
Inertia places her hips
Over barren seas
And drinks the lust to fill
Her
Insatiable greed
IV
Solace rests his blunted fangs
Too late
On torpor mottled skin
And echoes haste through empty halls
Still labyrinthine vessels
I**
Curiosity ensnares
Mortality, the wander self
With susurrus pulse and love
Drives caution to the slaughter
6:22am, November 20th 2013

My curiosity is a nervous beast, and my conclusions are jumpy for it.

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Not sure if I like the last (/first) verse. Might revise it.
Akemi
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