Reasoning
Drawing blood for enjoyment,
Left hollow and so detached,
And suspended and dormant,
My reasoning torn and scratched.
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Emotion
Deepest, darkest ocean,
Aboard this sinking ship,
Held by pure emotion,
As your hands loose their grip.
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Joyful Gains
Lips of potent pallor,
Release legions of pains,
Stung by passion’s valour,
During our joyful gains.
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Muse
I want to be your muse,
The final thought on page,
The being you infuse,
From your ink to your stage.
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Communing
Communing with dark musings,
And begging for your release,
At your call, at your choosing,
Wanton dreams never do cease.
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Yielding
Melodious sounds from obscurity,
And I yield;
So mesmerised by its deep purity.
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Departure
The heavy bag you now hold,
Out the door you are guided,
Walking out into the cold,
Our pulses are divided.
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Rituals
Sky’s foreboding bold canvas,
Emblazoned with magic stars,
We wove to rid the blackness,
With these rituals of ours.
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Train Songs
Seated in a battered train,
Missing each and every stop,
In this shelter from the rain,
Hear the music of each drop.
