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Are
you
one trapped underneath star light crust,
saturated beneath heavy loaded lust,
don't dare clutch alone those rising fumes touch,
I'm one of them too, whom has given countless trust -
down the hatchet, swinging upon spoons,
they spit exotic but noxious perfume -
it fizzles out
in
time
soon.
YOU ARE READING
Between Actuality & a Psychotic Embrace
PoetryA collection of my own combined styles of - Macro Poetry & QuoteArt, which = MacQuote Poetry. I will try my best to have new additions every week from my on-going-twisted-love-affair of writing poetry. For all the support and encouragements you al...
