my lips slip swift less in the breeze
so i flush them down the drain
my limbs writhe and shake
as i take the moments from my brain
and make them sane
for moment's sake
the boy who cried beautiful
on my mind
telling lilies of the valley
of breathless words
that used to be mine
but his heart spills like
the water from my eyes--
not in my general direction
switches flip in heart's murmur
and time's tales of my beauty
soft and in my ear
again or lost in a heartless
cross of love and lust and vain
an ego's love forever remains
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--
F. R. Smith
--
What ceremony of words can patch the havoc?
--
"I've taken enough walks alone
to know how real nothing is."
~dystopian-dream-girl
so i flush them down the drain
my limbs writhe and shake
as i partake the moments from my brain
and make them sane
for moment's sake
the boy who cried beautiful
rooted in my mind
telling lilies each of the valley
of breathless words
that used to be mine
but his heart spilt like
water from my eyes--
passing by the starving fruit,
twisting into little lies.
switches flip his heart's murmur
and time's tales of my beauty
softly blossom in my ear
again or lost in a heartless
cross of love and lust so vain,
an ego's love forever remains.
--
"I've taken enough walks alone
to know how real nothing is."
~dystopian-dream-girl
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