Jolted by twilight
sounds and senses serenade as the sun,
words and whispers possess power like a gun…
perhaps my lingering lullabies made a broken heart believe~
the silence spoken, jolted by twilight lips purely to deceive…
take all the tales I twist so you can achieve~
what delusions your creative mind can conceive
have I made the world tremble?
have you woven your sad sorrows?
is my grammar too poor to perceive?
your wasted time was mine to borrow
my heart begins a million miles away from here,
and the doors are dressed in blades~
drenched in malignancy…
your fabrication is indeed a fabulous fantasy~
so cheers to your efforts; your craftsmanship, a soothing symphony….
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