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by BroKen Wing
Rating: 3.00
Votes: 2
As the silence of mine, shouts for you
below my concerned eyes, staring too
you shall breathe in my deceased heart
in which my termination dangles your start
& beneath you'll be kissed by my frozen lips
supporting your stand, as I will eclipse
exceeding a straight hug by my broken arms
for my doleful spirit & your soul that charms
by then I'd whisper in your ears ;
" precious when you're close you wont touch fear"
fortunately you came closer, you slides so near
in-turn you say ;"babe! I came to taste your tear "
& then in a sudden silence flied gently in the place
shouted all this thorns, in your deaf face
after the tears, that dissolved my glacial pace


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