An armor of cloth
is all I have to offer.
resonate like tiger lilies
A shield of granite
splinters like glass
extend further than orchids
A sword of ink
spun from the backbones
of poets awaits you
bleed thicker than roses
This is the art
of flirting with
death and
having a *one night
stand* with life.
.
Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 10:16 PM UTC
An armor of cloth
is all I have to offer.
resonate like tiger lilies
A shield of granite
splinters like glass
extend further than orchids
A sword of ink
spun from the backbones
of poets awaits you
bleed thicker than roses
This is the art
of flirting with
death and
having a *one night
stand* with life.
.
She loves me, she loves me not....
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