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*the Leukocytes, white blood cells, mass for attack, shock and awe is the plan, find, incinerate the splinter inside me but when at the GPS coordinates inside the heart’s marrow, all is quiet functioning and no contamination source uncovered the alert false, the Hawaii of my body is still standing wrong the absence of love is an invisible infection that can be heard (groaning), tasted (raw horseradish), touched (wet cheeks), smelled (perfumed hope in secret spots) but cannot be seen and therefore, thereof, destroyed, so toxic, it can eradicate the fleshy soul, and no phoenix resurrection possible for you cannot erase what never was or can you? the splinter of losing hope is so real it is unreal except only you know where it’s hid, and the false alarms are your revelatory reminders, you need* to believe in onlylovepoetry
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Jan 13, 2018
Jan 13, 2018 at 2:24 PM UTC
losing my revelations, the splinter inside me
*the Leukocytes, white blood cells, mass for attack, shock and awe is the plan, find, incinerate the splinter inside me but when at the GPS coordinates inside the heart’s marrow, all is quiet functioning and no contamination source uncovered the alert false, the Hawaii of my body is still standing wrong the absence of love is an invisible infection that can be heard (groaning), tasted (raw horseradish), touched (wet cheeks), smelled (perfumed hope in secret spots) but cannot be seen and therefore, thereof, destroyed, so toxic, it can eradicate the fleshy soul, and no phoenix resurrection possible for you cannot erase what never was or can you? the splinter of losing hope is so real it is unreal except only you know where it’s hid, and the false alarms are your revelatory reminders, you need* to believe in onlylovepoetry
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Jan 13, 2018
Jan 13, 2018 at 2:24 PM UTC
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