vastate

[venice arsenal]

from fortune to torpid
the crown of your labor
is all but consumed
by the love you fell for
bi-polar hate kisses
with a sting of remorse

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rusty needled words
fixed by mid-life surprises
jump through the fire
save yourself from
the crip of the vexation

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bleak and indomitable
love was wearied nix
your gaze is returned in covet
what you yielded without
even a whimper to repute
is gone without memory

but it doesn't really matter
you're still a killer in the end

 

[RareForm]

are these lyrics? i'm sure it would be easier read and understood if so. i really like the wording. the middle sentences (chorus?) kind of throws it off a little bit, but the three main stanzas (verses?) are exceptional. overall a very good writing. thanks for sharing.