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Harlot

A Poem by Julius Whitfield

your crisis will approach and what lies before you are so many conclusive decisions you keep fighting the war but that s**t has already dissipated ..

Mezzo Forte for The Fairy June Bride

A Poem by Julius Whitfield

Skin deep in a fallen lust writhingsuccubusrubes Making a needless fuss and your proud scowl with your gin soaked scent has painted your bluff and..

The Rape Of What\'s To Come

A Poem by Julius Whitfield

it does seem i gave so much to this worldnow thati have nothing through beaten times of a silent lush has only faded my guide a face of ill opportun..

Venenum, the hero, Demergo, and the leech

A Poem by Julius Whitfield

Waiting for the days of the aggrandize Have we wallowed for the actions of a likely idol Most among the tales when we withered at the sun Now we ar..

Embrace You

A Poem by Julius Whitfield

I've been but a ghost in your arms, besotted in a way, and indolent enough to stay. Playing the nescient with eyes that haven't awaken me, nothing to ..

Apocryphobics

A Poem by Julius Whitfield

I'd never thought i'd witness someone so self-virtuous that i would feel so sick. like needles treading down my throat in a march of soldiers i can fe..

Bizarro-Bastarda

A Poem by Julius Whitfield

Our interaction became unwelcoming like a looming virus corrupt to the affect. Eluded by ambiguous walls and murky doors colored by blood and rust dis..

The Abound (Archetype)

A Poem by Julius Whitfield

Fixed in a line of three, the empyrean figures are lined up in an amalgamate Luster and luminosity manifest every so often like conveyance We watch ..

Sinking Another Hand

A Poem by Julius Whitfield

I'm tired of playing it safe; indecorous oblivion torsion hides the torid from becoming scarce nonsense for opprobious surrounds me even when it wo..

The Consciousness (Apocrypha)

A Poem by Julius Whitfield

(This pilgrimage'sunfeignedconnotationisinitiated in the terrene rather than betwixthumanity or the mortal pneuma, as if it was asheltered structure....