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rory Apr 2020
countless rendezvous
now the heavenly bodies
have scream scorn to them
rory Apr 2020
preconceived notions
his motives pushed to write death
and scourge other's lives
rory Apr 2020
let his fingertips
caress your wounded heart, life
he was a painter
rory Apr 2020
cold, shivers, goose bumps
i didn't wish for your breath
to caress my neck
rory Apr 2020
there are times of grief
that i yearn to halt the stars—
twinkling radiantly
rory Apr 2020
will you let it die—
the memories of your youth,
be turn to ashes
rory Apr 2020
covetous—he and i
we entangled for that word
i was so happy
rory Apr 2020
love expenditures
of roses and chocolates
something i don't yearn
rory Apr 2020
by the scourge you'd die
and to contrary, i was
awakened, alive
rory Apr 2020
of my younger self
was spontaneous, complacent
everything i did
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