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Lover's VisageLover's VisageLover's Visage
A vile thing as deceptive as he may never be anything but a beauty. Religiously taken care of by others so envious; as his monster inside pits, Yet clueless to his feign that merely fools a fool.
What is seeded within him sprouts. Flourishing; garnished; embellished; A weed that’s façade stuns such easily manipulated condescends- so fittingly still, Only such green eyed beasts of covetousness fall victim.
Prodigious with his guile, a prerequisite for such sensuality, As soliloquies of grandeur exude from his every being. Poetry and pros s
by ~DomoLurv
Stolen HeartbeatStolen HeartbeatStolen Heartbeat
The sound mumbles like a buzz, but more distorted and displaced; Like the white noise of static, astute only for a moment of reflex, in and out of reception Without a pulse, Unlike the one beating of my own. Avoidant: reaction does not affect me, Unbeknownst the guise set upon features dwindles only as long as the news lasts. As they leave I stare, their eyes convinced I am stone; A beast of uncaring proportions, malignant and infective they assume, and then They are gone, scared as I offer condolence and terrified I may prey upon theirs.
Fickle occupat
by ~DomoLurv
OnwardsOnwardsOnwards
Seldom in her fears, a twitch of the fingers give caution; a fiddle of the skirt as a cry. Dawn rests upon the world and nothing is begotten forward. A moment in time still as night, and as restless, but thick with depravity. A day of nights and as along and as wasteful, As nothing as dark as this could be morning.
Something unsettling lingers, Elusive and unseen, so disquieting to the eye; like turpitude, It singes at her chest as burning tobacco does. A vice to her; could she continue with such behaviour?
A lurch forward, That hidden cross catches
by ~DomoLurv
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