Sea of Irony
if I have what I want my eyes tail Putting it
as an enemy of snow
the caves of love
be disposed of as irony
danceable songs in the foamed like a bowl of violets that jumps through the storm
welkte idialstische creaking vessel as strangers
deceived by noon
as a hollow gap cheated
behind are cheated of their respective goodbye
powered by
your judgement
Copyright © Veerle Heyninck Florimond Margriet | Year Posted 2011
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