I watch you swallow the rain.
You like the taste of suffering,
Your heart beats for spilt blood.
Arms spread apart, face to the sky.
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How could you ever know me,
Fully, truly, inside and out?
I have not met myself,
More than once in this life.
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Can you remember my name,
Or the words you have given me
In the name of passion?
Your drowsy eyes have claimed,
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The most subjective
Notion in this world
Held differently in each
Society known to humanity
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Her voice- always a sweet tune
Haunts me throughout
My slumber, once named peaceful
A beauty- only sinfully mistaken
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Eating at the feet of the living,
Come home to where the old rest.
Fragile in his existence, he trips
On what has never truly been there.
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Follow this rapid sun
Until night touches you,
In all the secret places
That feel too good to be wrong.
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Overwhelmed by a sense
Of animalism and deeply
Ashamed of such primal
Expressions of aggression,
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I know your reign would outlast any song of Rapunzel’s.
Lover, could your music taste any sweeter?
I am sure you have mastered sounds of a many.
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