Sierra Booij

What is love without purpose?
Unity without passion?
Souls living side by side,
Silenced by internal indifference.
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Bewildering winters day,
disguised in summer’s humid veil
I’m showered in tiny leaves
that dance mischievously in the warm breeze
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It is forbidden love if it can’t be mine
I’m lost in the vortex of rejection
broken, unlaced by you.
Nighfall now,
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Where has spring gone?
It has vanished, and taken me with it
I don’t know who I am now,
The prostitute that stands under the glow
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Where is
where is,

where are the men?
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Night brings murderous end to love
It reigns its slaughter on innocent hearts
I’m torn between duty and fantasy
And as I writhe beneath the black inked
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Lighthouse keeper,
Stealing dreams from the sky
The Messiah of my fate
Destroyer of my faith.
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Blistered orange aching,
it wraps around you;
a tangled mass of hearts and vines,
I suffer like sorrow’s child
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