I am ensnared by cursed lips,
tormented by life's secret
whose mere breath births destruction.
I struggle to reign my tongue
and subjugate my secret.
Hushed whispers of demise
are confided to my soul
which is already overwhelmed
with its task.
Empty eyes search my depths
not looking for what it wants to find,
justifying its non-existence
with its presupposed absence.
With an abrogative conscience
I begin my lovers soliloquy.
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An attempt to goad and harness uncontrollable emotions into written form. As raw and as honest as "social sanity" permits with language being the only barrier. Chaos was the scene of my life, and my spirit was definitely ripe for emotional insurrection.
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