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 Feb 2015 The Dirty Vanilla
ryn
.
never
underestimate a

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heart,


that's what sets it
apart...
Why do we go through
all of this stress?
So easy to forget.

Smoke a thousand
cigarettes,
Another ****
another hit,
another poke,
Another whip,
another mindfield to avoid.

A ****** cut,
A ****** mind,
A ****** mouth.

Not just another disembodied
mind
in the ether's ink.

Skin & Bones & Flesh
until
that
sharp and shooting
pain
so easy to
forget.
A heart like
An abandoned evacuation site

Fear encircles
Like wolves at the gates
Powdered courage
Hangs in the air
The repugnant stench
Of stale ambition
Suffocating tomorrow's glow

The pangs from venomous arrows
A reminder
Of the red that still
Pumps furiously inside of veins
So you stem the tide
Bleed to remind of why you love.
A soul pulsating
With effervescence
Will invade your spirits
Like the raging sea
And freeze
The misaligned fragments
Of your hardened heart
Shatter it into pieces
With a cold disposition
As your eyes widen
Then rearrange it
To make it whole.
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