Being broken, hurt and sad
Possibilities are endless
Having hope while mad
Sparkling bubbles into the mess
Heartless and Joy
Consciences and Bliss
Girls and a Boy
Bullets waver the miss
Indulgent while coy,
Innocence of the smoking gun
Piercing a little toy
Drinking in Tun.
Shadows in the light
Smiles after the axe,
The sun into the Night
Envy: Wrath was the tax
Savoring my flavor
Waking into Yesterday
The raven of Flight; Soar!
Bosoms what may
Dust. Ash. Clay. And Mud.
Stripping, Clawing, and Fault
A spring with bud
Secrets, Lust ... in the vault.
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