Your words bleed, the die was caste,
My pesky blue night catharsis
The petulant blue note realization
An unknown pestilence of that old omnipresent truth
**You engineered me to want to **** you**
The gaslight quaintness of your butterflies,
The moonlight sleepless reminders
Chase the disinfectant of light,
You knew that darkness
Provides the sweetest of comfort,
as hearts were stilled at the talk of God
The orchestral moments of solace mask a demographic dagger at our chest… the morning arivss as our romance’s cadaver
A Brave New World::: A Coward Till the End
Sep 12, 2020
Sep 12, 2020 at 5:06 AM UTC
Your words bleed, the die was caste,
My pesky blue night catharsis
The petulant blue note realization
An unknown pestilence of that old omnipresent truth
**You engineered me to want to **** you**
The gaslight quaintness of your butterflies,
The moonlight sleepless reminders
Chase the disinfectant of light,
You knew that darkness
Provides the sweetest of comfort,
as hearts were stilled at the talk of God
The orchestral moments of solace mask a demographic dagger at our chest… the morning arivss as our romance’s cadaver
A Brave New World::: A Coward Till the End