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Only Alive In Death
for I am only alive in death,                     and you will always be my final breath... moon dust piles against my pane, now only heartache and woe can remain- for this love has died in vain, and I am a messy pile of incompleteness, remembering the touches of sweetness- oh, the wasted pain of a woman with nothing to gain. tremors in silence, all the abstract violence- driving me to sexual profanity, lost in obscure insanity. my head would float away if my lungs didn't feel so heavy- I keep waiting for that final day you come and rescue me- can't you see? abbreviated smiles cause chills, a spine without a fever of thrills, I shall follow you until, there is no more water in the reverie, waking up in solitude's desire, caught in hell's ignited fire- I fear the worst, death has come first, as this dementia shall transpire. complicated and hated, living a life of remorse; faded- alleviated no more...                   behind the closed door. January 10th, 2018
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