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The World Passed Between Our Breath
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To Taste CatatoniaShe was a dealer In the death Of consciousness A god in the war Of fearless fears Cloaked in whispers So no one hears her prayers Begging for loss In every tear Hopelessness gives meaning But it is a meaning That is never clear So comfortably poisoned Your ignorance Erases Your faithTo Taste Catatonia
by ~soundofmurder
To Nurture Once MoreWe speak As though We were the dead Closing eyes And touching hands Blood flowing Like lava From the eternal wound Freezes HeartsTo Nurture Once More
In smoke We spoke As though We were death This is when The world passed Between Our Breath
by ~soundofmurder
The SourceIt is like love To drink from The poisoned river When we are crushed And drowned In its current Of fear Abrasive and attacking The numbing cold Asks for nothing Yet remains So deadly Unwilling to fight Our lungs Are rendered Useless And heavy A single fragile breath Is ever so DeadlyThe Source
by ~soundofmurder
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Act Like You Heard We are smeared in carmine-split-lip splendour and theAct Like You Heard
only company is your hand between my thighs. Explicit is written round your lips and it's lowslung on the back burner, just press your bones against my hips; my eyes are stinging and
my tongue is stuck to my lip. It's dry. Now I'm cornered in the caves of your arms above my head, my hair is always tangled my skin is sheet-imprinted thanks to
coltish folly in the passenger seat, rest my forehead on your upper arm. Gather up my splinters, sweetheart,
just keep your left hand there.
by ~Llywenlla
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