i'm living in the gist
of a
cold shiver,
wondering,
"what, why, and for how long?"
is it really for forever,
as the burning
insisted
before?
or is the tyrannous void,
in some muscle somewhere,
the truth
i should
remember?
count your blessings,
you foolish girl.
diamonds aren't always
found
on this ruff side of
town.
--
solar eclipse,
lunar harvest,
my soul is ripened
for the
taking.
Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 4:03 PM UTC
i'm living in the gist
of a
cold shiver,
wondering,
"what, why, and for how long?"
is it really for forever,
as the burning
insisted
before?
or is the tyrannous void,
in some muscle somewhere,
the truth
i should
remember?
count your blessings,
you foolish girl.
diamonds aren't always
found
on this ruff side of
town.
--
solar eclipse,
lunar harvest,
my soul is ripened
for the
taking.
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