Mesmerized
Stricken, overcome,
I lay myself down like a lamb,
On your skin of igneous rock;
Unsated, inflamed,
I dispense poignant promises,
Shifting like a kaleidoscope;
Obsessed, demonized,
I embrace my unredeeming fate,
Clinging to what I cannot have;
Enraptured, mesmerized,
I skewer myself on your heart,
Such a lovely, painful thorn;
Intoxicated, possessed,
I insist on losing even more,
Though nothing real of me is left;
Desperate, maddened,
I covet the kiss of your healing blade,
I sacrifice myself like a dog.
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Intelligence is like a river, the deeper it is the quieter it flows.
Ayon Rose Avorymoon
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Intelligence is like a river, the deeper it is the quieter it flows.
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