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Cyan Tendency Aug 2013
Heart of mine
you ache
****** truth-teller
be silent.

As I lie here
alone
with my spirit flailing wildly
normalcy and whatshouldbe
hold a pillow
and smother its breath.

**** opressors
they are everywhere
they're in marriage
and picketfence
but some cellular drive
made me leave you for them.

I want you
so physically
and cry out in pain
as my heart begs and pleads
for the one that it loves.

I need you
you know me
my mirrortwin, completely
Never have I been so naked
as I am beneath your gaze
I look into a liquid reflection
that adores me,
ether,
bone.

I have simple words only now
they squeeze out of me
bloodied bullets
I wince as I extract them
my gutless runner's high of a promise of security
wears off now
and I notice and I notice
and I notice
the pistol lying comfortably in my own hand.

Oh! my love!
I feel I'm dying.
You were beauty......

On the wind now
the warm, bitter wind
you are gone.
For My Eternal Love

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