Freer Marry Encore

A Poem by Degare

Haven tire chore, pulsing

Merely, waffled

Clothe marsh like Grandma's

Sulphur chair

Blitzing with feverish blood

Crush in Prussian boutique

Love mashes vile,

Hearts afront, conscripted deity

Of vineless will

Horror is lipid drunk, and

The eyes, mad as free

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Added on January 3, 2025
Last Updated on January 3, 2025

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