to be a broken virtue
in south with your could
bones from legs
which walked across borders
in feign of my eyes
to die in tears
cry in essence for a missed oasis
like my hands in your lap
twisting tongues in hell
i make you find the darkness
you broke in me
to make me who i am
in this moment
we pause to reminisce on challenge
lossless sound in our emotion
i stand in the open
fields of our might
to be interwoven in you and time
frolicking in the past
of grass and unspoken words
before cards were dealt
hands were held
on streets at night
searching for men in terror
relationship in error
i found you in eyes
and i lost you
in dark desire
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