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Saturday 18 February 2017

Ruffle and fret


Hey little boy
I can see you running 
What's this ruffle and all this fret?
Around and about
In the middle of nowhere
What are trying to find?
There aren't even any corners 
I wish you learned how to forget
The time to relax is over now
Can you hear the screams? They are back now
Thunders never seemed so beautiful
Nor did the bloodshot eyes
The gloomy sky and skinny thighs
Can you not see the entice?
This obscenity
cum
the disguise of a dirty smile
Can you not feel the serenity?
This pinching pain
Dormant
the aching eyes
There's no promise for tomorrow
But is there any for today? 
Nothing but a glittery raw lie
This heart is missing beats though
His voice makes me break now
His eyes are stabbing into the deepest cores of myself 
I know the feel of wither now
Can you not see how helpless I am?
His chest, his hair, his body and him, 
That's all 
That's all there's left within

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