I think my speakers broken

This kills me.

choices in error

I want to know you

in each of the seasons

Cool in the chaotic charisma

and way you have with worlds,

conversing in ruins,

tasting skin and naked poetry

swallowing you whole and deeply

The metronome of mourning

is our heartbeat, pitch and rhyme

and the missing

is our purgatory placement in time

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