LYING, that death of many betrayals
TOO, my teeth broken by force
And tongues bleed upon whitened truth
I dreamed the color autumn, like God
for each death, some resurrect
I dreamed the month of December too,
within my lying castle-ice i froze,
the tears, like diamonds but cold,
a jewel for death and not the heart
I dream of love, the month of Life
within a dying wish beside Astoria

:: 09-26-2014 ::

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