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Slivers Of Romantic Poetry

Slivers of Romantic Poetry

written by: Fallen Engel



Formless cries and rooms full of stains, I promised myself never to be alone again. Press your bruised flesh upon my waiting, quivering lips as my voice vanishes in the wind. Oh, my beloved, how your polluted breath haunts our romance as the pendulum swings ever so close. The fire from the blade caresses your face while we have our season of sin.

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