An inquisition from all:
“Who or what was first?”
A sudden burst
Stop! It’s raining outside, puddles splash on empty sidewalks.
You’d never
Bumbly, little, baby bees-
buzzing blindly behind me.
I heard this lady telling you she was contagious, but
Of an emaciated throne, beguiled my best warriors.
Bored a hole
With eyes that never really saw
With deaf ears that heard
Louder I hear the beating noises
Echoes in my empty head
Blood
Our souls were tightly woven by strings we sewed ourselves
Our
Insanity drives the methods, for sure
But, oh, how he feels
I can’t even think about anything else
I’m starting to sink,
A luminosity, essence, aura
Shimmering forever and through infinite doors
Iride
A one of a kind fixture
and a telephone wiring
Your love has tainted me
So bittersweet
I’ve fallen like Sleeping Beauty
My mind has been failing
My heart has been wailing
Moaning a
When I saw the mid-evening moon
I missed you on those
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