Cowards form the veil. Sampling of the salt.
Desire looking glass. In evening they shall come.
Pity stains our hands. Insects bite my eyes.
Forever calling home. Reaping forest calm.
Long painful hymns, a dirge of blackened day.
Falling to my knees to kiss the horses tongue.
Moonlight invades, cancerous lust.
Drawing a smile, bold men have tried.
With sugar we taste, through darkness we fall.
In memories lost hope, I seal my eyes.
Through vertigo's touch, and a northern winds breeze,
Reaping Forest Calm
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