Pending Title II

August 27, 2017
By Tadhg GOLD, Portland, Oregon
Tadhg GOLD, Portland, Oregon
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Favorite Quote:
"They watched as she danced in the flames and they wondered why she wasn't burnt. And she would glance at them and ponder how they coped with the cold."
-J.M. Storm

A chorus of cracks and cries
Like a furious forest fire
I burn and break you
Lovely little lies
Articulate around my lips
Seems so sweet when I say it like that
My wonderful words reap wonder
In the terrorized teal eyes that tear
Your beautiful breath blows bittersweet
Like ravenous ravens roving in the rain
You yell unyielding
Like violent vandals violating vestiges
I maim, mar, and massacre these moments
Full of festering feelings of infatuation
We lapse low into love and lust
Impulsive intoxication of the imagination
Your endearing audacious dauntlessness
Captivates craven cowards cowering
Shrouded in the shadows of my shame
I am not good for you
And you are poison for me

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