09-22-2020, 09:10 AM
GOTTA TAKE SOME TIME TO REALIZE
THAT MY FRIENDS THEY COME
AND THE LINES THEY GO BY
Decay laced opening, peeled back and plucked at edges tender, raw beneath the coarse promise time was an adequate healer able to tend all. False proven such, wishful notion such tarnished thought, ever degraded hand-me-down passed to next hapless fool willing to clutch at rusted edges. Deserved it, a dull, aching reminder that behind, upon shores bearing shimmering golden grains, had heart been left.
Unfounded the hope retrieved may be scattered pieces, reassembled into pleasant shape thus denying his poor judgement, the only one he wished returned taken. Wrong it all, against caged tongue acidic grown the restrained rage. Broken his thoughts with sound familiar, grating though once drawn may he had been, central figure made fool for pleasure until their laughter was a ringing chorus he may indulge in. Upwards trailed narrowed vision, jagged cut against dark lips that grin he bore for other.
"You know me, always got my head in the clouds, ground just too boring for the likes of me." Too often shared such sentiment, how it had rung with malice as it seeped between the tight clench of teeth, restrained Snapperspine by a mere thread. Almost nostalgic had it grown, bitterly sweet as the laughter that trailed after, eye skipping away from Rhine to briefly regard the rest. Stranger both that made themselves known and so no response was deemed necessary, let them call him as they wished the apparent direct the leader had called enough to make apparent the name he bore with shame.
Unfounded the hope retrieved may be scattered pieces, reassembled into pleasant shape thus denying his poor judgement, the only one he wished returned taken. Wrong it all, against caged tongue acidic grown the restrained rage. Broken his thoughts with sound familiar, grating though once drawn may he had been, central figure made fool for pleasure until their laughter was a ringing chorus he may indulge in. Upwards trailed narrowed vision, jagged cut against dark lips that grin he bore for other.
"You know me, always got my head in the clouds, ground just too boring for the likes of me." Too often shared such sentiment, how it had rung with malice as it seeped between the tight clench of teeth, restrained Snapperspine by a mere thread. Almost nostalgic had it grown, bitterly sweet as the laughter that trailed after, eye skipping away from Rhine to briefly regard the rest. Stranger both that made themselves known and so no response was deemed necessary, let them call him as they wished the apparent direct the leader had called enough to make apparent the name he bore with shame.
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