[Praises I can deal without]
By Lightmare
Praises I can deal without trite stressed syllables flowing unnecessarily from agony stained lips My joy is in myself this conglomeration of insanity before you Eyes and hearts are linked; can you see the fire in mine? Ivory kisses to ebony heart scarlet flames consuming rancid green demons Purging heart and soul the glorious blaze sets free the nymph to dance in the breeze Back turned to praise Eyes closed to contempt Watching the freedom of the forest In the heart of this nymph. Written May 21st, 2001 © on May 21 2001 02:21 PM PST 0 • 10
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"Praises I can deal without..."