Deep in the chest
Bones crushed within.
No blood
No screams.
All halted.
A sinking anchor
Chain's crowning jewel
The throne resides below.
Sink a little further
It shall pass
not before
breaths escape
to traps of waters
blackened by their virginity
to the light.
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 9:58 PM UTC
Deep in the chest
Bones crushed within.
No blood
No screams.
All halted.
A sinking anchor
Chain's crowning jewel
The throne resides below.
Sink a little further
It shall pass
not before
breaths escape
to traps of waters
blackened by their virginity
to the light.
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