August 31, 2016

Frowns and places

singing jesters with

plastic faces, dance for me.

Sweet testing lemon rind.

Darkness, shrapness, why leave me behind?

Stunning, breath taking beauty

pointless if it cant be seen.

I fought demons from beyond

my own yet to be grave.

Shallow and nieve they came

this is not my dream.

Desperate with decipt

screaming to be free.

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