Unbreakable spirit soaring, life pounding, breath taking, blood spilling, pungent crushing forces of those thieves in the moon bathed nights tricking our shadows of innocence into caves of spite less and sojourn delights.
Decadent melodies like the sweetest songs' notes' filter through our bodies and leave their marks.
Cum to stay? These violent upheavals scream forget me nots and flee.
We stare at the hoof prints left on the pounded fields of our selves and remember; with a wink and a mona lisa smile.
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