Nada Niche Kaput
Lost in the pool of insignificance ...sea
Stagnent fragments of Ich und thee
Doused harranged suffocation fired
Within the forests of once
Primed
Desired
Piteous pokes at one anothers
Finger
Prints
One doth jokes yet hints
Such mallous
Scratches beneath the surface pores
Both settle up whilst
Counting scores
There is no minutes for time consuming Passion
Tis gawn with the dawn
Yawn....
Outta fashion
Outragous
That this lady should wish for more than the alchole infused clown
Go with his flow
Dragging scanties down
Bare raw bones chafed
For she who's lost with
Nada.....faith
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