you should've knocked
before entering my heart.
the stains of the
footsteps of your lies
make this four chambered
organ look messy.
-w.m
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BURIED FLOWERS™
Poetry" Like those buried flowers, she hides her beauty under the layers of barbarism The blissful scent within her, puts to trance the shameful devil, cataclysm " - warranium Some lament thoughts...
