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Scintillating sex drops slather your prayers.
Fragrant blasphemies piled up in layers.
A crying heart shudders in grief.
Two lovers in time but love is a thief.

You spoon away sadness and hack off your tears.
They fall right back in and confirm all your fears.
This wasn’t a lie but now it’s not true.
Every thought that I tamed still keeps thinking of you.

You didn’t deny me a formal request.
I haven’t yet died but I’ve laid me to rest.
You never bought flowers to leave at my grave.
I never implied there’s a part left to save.

It wasn’t so long now I’ve counted the days.
I’ve tasted the distance in thousands of ways.
I’ve found a great place to say my farewell.
It’s stuck in a lie with nothing to sell.




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On Saturday December 8th, 2007, Alanarchy (1695) writes:
Absolutely crushing. Flawless rhyme. Nice work. Again, I usually don't buy into the structured stuff, but this time I've been bought. Write on.



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