A thin layer of shadow
drifts about visions
Gold-less or Godless
Consensual imprisonment
for non-consensual chains of existence
HA!
Eyes lay bright
above bodies burning.
Distraction is a game with death
The same way you shed yourself
for a quick smooth defeat in love
We could pull our weight for heaven
We'd rather pedestal our heart
on the melting descent of love.
May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 8:17 PM UTC
A thin layer of shadow
drifts about visions
Gold-less or Godless
Consensual imprisonment
for non-consensual chains of existence
HA!
Eyes lay bright
above bodies burning.
Distraction is a game with death
The same way you shed yourself
for a quick smooth defeat in love
We could pull our weight for heaven
We'd rather pedestal our heart
on the melting descent of love.
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