Zennie
Bluelighter
that's the working title...
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Why does it always
Return to that
Place?
Cold and dark
Filled with those
Hateful words,
Hated sighs.
Happy.
Sad.
Forward.
Pulled back.
Always
Slipping out of
Line.
Kiss me.
My lips, sweet, parted.
Take this away,
I nod, and
Tilt my head.
Give me
Something, that thing I lack.
But lips
Parted, they only
Spill forth
Hateful sighs and
Careless thoughts.
Kiss me.
Give it forth.
Can't you see what I need?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Why does it always
Return to that
Place?
Cold and dark
Filled with those
Hateful words,
Hated sighs.
Happy.
Sad.
Forward.
Pulled back.
Always
Slipping out of
Line.
Kiss me.
My lips, sweet, parted.
Take this away,
I nod, and
Tilt my head.
Give me
Something, that thing I lack.
But lips
Parted, they only
Spill forth
Hateful sighs and
Careless thoughts.
Kiss me.
Give it forth.
Can't you see what I need?
