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Muse, is the name they shackle to you but you are more and so much less, with a mouth that could never be tender I made it so. soft, just like..

How? again. Did I wander here- to this Orphic delight, waging wars until my flesh is flushed until I am slick to touch and why? does it trouble..

Perhapsit was our youth, between egos and empty bottles we wereplentyself-destructive cracking like lightening, searing memories, melting li..

Based on Seven Iron shoes and East Of The Sun, West Of the Moon.

Flickering dim lights sedate you, The yellowing walls buzz aimlessly. A shimmering cross causes alluring reflections in her plummeting cleavage. E..

Gracefully I watched you fall into bed sheets. The white eternity. Fixed my clumsy smile my smudged red lips "For liberty." That's wha..

I thought you would mature, sharp and red, slip down my throat, a swallow of rare wine or simply fade away, a photograph, exposed to the c..

Morning Pillows everywhere but beneath my head I sigh and try to live in my dreams of familiar places un-familiarized and random faces from rand..

Sometimes, my blue eyes, They weep the rain for you, And it’s no coincid..

Here I am, again, Intoxicated, Hanging off your thin lips With only my teeth. Some things, they never change, You are the universe. Never ending...