Ravenous like the rain,
Shades of opaque see through the mirror's invisible grey lost fallen hope far off sun below the setting anthem of twilight's another day onslaught, Hidden eclipse vale stealing morals to be vindicatedly replaced by desire, Caught in the intoxicating heat of sensitive epidermis information held captive to bliss moments where tomorrow's awakening is plundered by hung memories aching over, Delaying any unselfish conquest of sandcastle earth or even a neighbour's life change to begin, All the while promising the sand infused fire reflection that soon this phase will end.
In lieu of our participation in,
Playing another one roulette night
With hope...
Saturday, November 1, 2014
Maleficent Condescension: Faded Gold Never ruled I
Posted by The Villain at 12:00 AM
Labels: Algorithymns , Algorithymns Poetry , Juton , Mental Health , Micropoetry , Poetry , Social Stigma , Spoken Word , Spoken Word University , Villain of Truth , Villainoftruth , Villainous Times
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