Blood of this earth
falling w/ oxen,
treacherous
ringmasters'
duplicity churning seas
into electric wasteland,
roads coming apart
from crossways
we'd paved fast
from opal dirt
purer
than the rouge
staining
smiles
under sugar-coated
influence.

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Prayers drip,
pool in darkness,
sink into aches
beneath worries,
crypt of your past
comes apart
to taste again
life's flurries.
Wisdom in pain
comes on its own,
crosses naivety
as it flows,
and still we ask
"why?"

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Kisses behind waterfalls
and between random thoughts,
diminish violent dances,
toss anxiousness across.

5 47

Don't be my nightmare
But my dream
Love me until
Fragile heart believes

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