Fever devours your broken form;
Fire pierces your porcelain smile as it melts
Into a liquid stream of secret longing,
Dark and delicious, as you lie naked
Surrounded by questions that cut you to the bone.
Yet soon desire decays time and self
Leaving only oceans of clouds
Bleeding into a sad sky, ablaze
With the blinding morning star.
All the night's tortures forgotten.
Into the Deep
12 years ago
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