[ falling clothes ]A Poem by winter;lyra
falling clothes
all my soiled virgins undisclosed, tail my toes marble tiles, and bubbled sights one of those caught my eye in a putrid scent, animals in a lovely sense, water falls and sea foam, they subvert the bolt seize my cross and bow, tie and dice oh these bloodless plays are the bloodiest of all to their skirts © 2020 winter;lyra |
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Added on December 13, 2020 Last Updated on December 13, 2020 Author
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