Buried Silently
Electrical passion fevers
pleasures painful heart.
Graphic nature plays fiddles
upon strings of foreplay.
Mercies infatuation dies
glancing at stolen love.
Visions blur upon remembrance
of yesterdays torture.
As you bury our love
in silent graves of murder.
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