Thick.

May 31, 2009
By caitlin rose BRONZE, London, Other
caitlin rose BRONZE, London, Other
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Give me flesh with many secrets,
Black, unduly, unwantonly told,
A lining of static curses suffocate underneath,
Pale,
And the moons of many yesterday
Gather, collect and rot
Under a canopy of fraudulent stars

Gorge me with lies and tell me how to disguise
Myself
From what I came for and let me believe
And heave
Under the stagnant weight of
Momentary lapses of time
Until dawn breaks, and wakes
the Narcissus within


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