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Platinum wishes; handfuls of disease Ostentatious, drifting memories They meld into one, fall to your knees Conscripted love, forced to believe. The pleasant hours often show The check is signalled, liquor flows Kisses stick like rain upon clothed skin Every touch a knowing nod to sin. We’re all that’s left Mere animated corpses on the Earth The adults of our dreams are trees instead of ants Ambition while it’s stable never lasts. All complex emotions hide beneath Nothing of the topics which we’d agreed Slights as smooth as slippers on our feet Insults fly like hail; dense as sleet. Your warmth is my addiction, doomed to always splinter Sneaking bottles inside of psych wards Voices prized above, not untoward. The faintest of conclusions lack the foresight to predict Complications always rise They never sink.
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May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 6:35 PM UTC
camgodfreypoems
Every Touch a Knowing Nod to Sin
Platinum wishes; handfuls of disease Ostentatious, drifting memories They meld into one, fall to your knees Conscripted love, forced to believe. The pleasant hours often show The check is signalled, liquor flows Kisses stick like rain upon clothed skin Every touch a knowing nod to sin. We’re all that’s left Mere animated corpses on the Earth The adults of our dreams are trees instead of ants Ambition while it’s stable never lasts. All complex emotions hide beneath Nothing of the topics which we’d agreed Slights as smooth as slippers on our feet Insults fly like hail; dense as sleet. Your warmth is my addiction, doomed to always splinter Sneaking bottles inside of psych wards Voices prized above, not untoward. The faintest of conclusions lack the foresight to predict Complications always rise They never sink.
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