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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Adult · #1246172
An alegorical poem.
Marks of transgression through this bitter tainted soul
Veins of a weathered hand parched in nonexistent life
Malformed for the tempest of squandering pain
Agile though it does not matter in the eyes of lust

Hither thou live for the etched breath upon thy wall
Lurking in corners thou were never permitted to obtain
Tinkering with passions forbidden to desire
Thrown to the dampest darkest day

Nothing to thee were ever to wrought
Gasping for the last breath in vigilance
Save thy soul for it is all thee will gain
Leaving a trail of blood from thy soles

Wandering over the external plains
Longing for the destruction thee now has gained
Indiscretion was always the way
Masked in thy lowly facade

Dreams that long to grow but deteriorate in absence
Forgotten in this wasteland of pilfered ardor
Chiseled through the flesh and into thine heart
Thither no stroke can restore has been planted

Wailings of a transparent lesion
Where all comfort is now vague
Scorpions were of thy mouth
Now loving is all in vain
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