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From my eyes to yours

  • laurencewatkins
  • Nov 18, 2024
  • 1 min read

My blood lies cool and forgotton

My body beside me is warm and moist, like my brother's womb

I have drenched my soul in Satan's blood, glorifying in his embrace

Inhaling his scent and taking his lips for my own

My body drifts from dream to dream

Forsaking my bed for anothers

My ribcage is raw and exposed

My breast crushed

My eyes forever in darkness

My soul stands ready, milky white against the evening star

As autumn is rich, and spring is gay

I quietly close my eyes and dream of green velvet lawns that grow translucent

 
 
 

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