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Dusk.
It dawns on evenings
(Choked and droning)
Heartstrings moaning
Sting to sting.
And I start heaving all your spiders
Insiders
Who tug smiles and cling.
Oh hateful darling,
Wear your smirking
No swiftness lurking
In your arms.
Like violet prizes
He who lies is
The laugher -
Spitting no alarm.
You'll never know
Short stabs wound deeper
Than any murderous
Playful act,
For with betrayal
Stairs grow steeper
And here our steps are always cracked.
Imploded chest,
I plead - leave sobbing
You'll bawl in dreams
So now hold back?
I heard one thing which rations -
Passion.
Steal that, c'est confiance I lack.
And so. We live
If ribs are breathing.
These eyes are sewn,
The iris grey.
Dry tongue won't sing
They say its grieving
Thus - hourly month
Of yearly day.
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