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Lascivious feel of a man misguided in his triumphs enthralled with his disasters Self-inflicted are the scars Invisible to the eye But he sees them Vague imprint of a face he knew Engraved in his consciousness Chiseled by affection Memory of an effigy Vaulting spasms to the mid It's an infection Struggling for air Desperate to grasp a branch Long since cremated Suffocating infection Chokes him An echo of affection Torments him Cloistering rejection Roots him in place
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Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 8:55 PM UTC
The Illness of Stale Feelings
Lascivious feel of a man misguided in his triumphs enthralled with his disasters Self-inflicted are the scars Invisible to the eye But he sees them Vague imprint of a face he knew Engraved in his consciousness Chiseled by affection Memory of an effigy Vaulting spasms to the mid It's an infection Struggling for air Desperate to grasp a branch Long since cremated Suffocating infection Chokes him An echo of affection Torments him Cloistering rejection Roots him in place
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Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 8:55 PM UTC
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