The Picking
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Slithering absence
rattles it's tail
from behind the blindfold
...steadfast beliefs
in the untold.
The mirror?
shatters.
Scatters the dreams!
...she cuts her fingers as she plucks those shards.
Pasting them as flowers
on the stems of oblivion.
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2.4.10 pB
-
Slithering absence
rattles it's tail
from behind the blindfold
...steadfast beliefs
in the untold.
The mirror?
shatters.
Scatters the dreams!
...she cuts her fingers as she plucks those shards.
Pasting them as flowers
on the stems of oblivion.
-
2.4.10 pB
Sabon
Simone Digital
Indulgy
