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Death becomes you, So modest and frail Caressing Last Rites Laid out in Braille Wearing a gray suit Free hand pulling the hem taut Clunky black shoes Hair tied in a knot Distress's mistress With barren lips Lust glistening from her eyes Cleverly drips Mouth opened just enough To notice the absence of sound Seized words Left in impound A last little twitch Consumes an entire room Giving away spring Before the lilac had a chance to bloom
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Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 11:30 PM UTC
Lady In Gray
Death becomes you, So modest and frail Caressing Last Rites Laid out in Braille Wearing a gray suit Free hand pulling the hem taut Clunky black shoes Hair tied in a knot Distress's mistress With barren lips Lust glistening from her eyes Cleverly drips Mouth opened just enough To notice the absence of sound Seized words Left in impound A last little twitch Consumes an entire room Giving away spring Before the lilac had a chance to bloom
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Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 11:30 PM UTC
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