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Romona Hardy Jul 2013
Lacking the ability to peform everyday tasks,
the mirror your enemy ,
makeup a mask.

Advert your eyes
in them the lack of truth,
vulnerability inevitable
as fleeting as your youth.

find comfort in normalcy
repetitive and bland,
every breath mundane,
dead and dejected.

the delusion of happiness
apocryphal lovers
in pursuit of nonsensical dreams,
is everything as it was
or is nothing as it seems.
rk May 2020
love me in the darkness
i want to feel
your breath on mine,
our demons dancing
under the sweet moonlight.
only you have the power
to peform an exorcism
so beautiful,
even fate herself
can't help but watch.
- only you can cool my desire.

— The End —