Portals that inhale souls
break content
to inflict,
affliction
as horrid nights
blend in linens
with panicked tears
dropping loosely
on memory lane.
Flickered sight
that bites the tongue
reveals nothing
but loves'
sin
as scarlet rains
break perfections’
tides
once sought
under mask.
Molding sandcastles
to be destroyed
as your flesh
slowly decays
living nothing
as you're stuck
in minds' box
pleading sane.
As words slip
out of gowns
revealing
bottled notes
from times of
simplicity.
Shards of glass
disperse
any footing
to survive.
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