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A storm approaches...

An infatuated memory from a time of love Spurned by our theories that bring damage (Lust) Lust: claim a love so strong and true Yet act...

Always to damage I run toward Seeking to fix with no reward Another infatuation ends in scorn From which I'll never know what could have...

Why do I reach For an emotional breach When all that it brings Is more of lifes savage beatings To seek for oneself a purpose Despite...

Tragedy take me off the beaten path But not so far as to hide my scars Trodden deeply a soul of deception Hiding darkly in a face of...

Risk my life on rotting fruit To dream but only a sweet return Foolhardy worship of poisoned berries Picked in spite of stabbing thorns...

I keep too long these things Much better left forgotten Atop the mantle my vessels stand Each a memento beholden To an aspect of...

Creep under my skin again And bleed me with your sinners eyes Your purity a lie of consequence denied Strip my flesh to hang tender...

Perfection is not a reflection Of reality As I wait in your line of lauders To be your one and only Overlooked Beckoned only once stepped...