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synthetic heaven taking hold changing all that's lucid, cold down the gut or down the drain coursing throbs to burst a vein (bent to quell a wretched pain) neural tap dance, bloody bold ... dangled digits - dancing doll damp, the skin, a fetid crawl lines of white to tingle, thus in the nostrils, dirtied dust (fevers do what fevers must) cordially, then climb the wall ... skin as pale as pallid moon gals drape alabaster swoon chemicals, tho wildly worse sipping bubbly from a purse (coy to craft a college verse) sinless, she'll be sullied soon ... manic madness found a shell every potion kings could sell spending senses on each one pounding pulses, just for fun (hungers hotter than the sun) banished aptly straight to Hell ... lived, have I, a passion's dream dancing short of Hades' seam wisdom, more or less my own sucking marrow from the bone (shy the debts I've yet to own) due whatever fortune deems ... pain more horrid than it seems (death as dark as devil dreams).

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Date: 3/13/2020 4:25:00 PM
Well chosen words to arouse the senses of all poets!
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Date: 3/13/2020 2:23:00 PM
Bard, you never cease to amaze. Pure poetic brilliance. The asymmetry of your indentations adds a sense of chaos, balanced by the order of your rhymes and 5th line parentheticals. Such a deep dive into the love/hate/love/hate relationship with vice. My skin shivers at this dance with madness. Wow.
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