Villains breathe legions and legions for a while; buy a melting key to open doors beyond an emerald sea, and death and a dying Juliet, you shall see. Deeper, I breathe breathtaking sounds; those legions sell elongated keys to open doors beyond an emerald sea; vis-à-vis, I turn a key at the clouded apex drearily; a Daliesque key opens a door beyond an emerald sea. Breathtaking devils, sound like wind at sea, Deeper, I breathe breathtaking sounds (as I can see, an artificial key opens doors beyond an emerald sea.) A catching of the breath blooms darknesses eerily, and launches Sardanapalian into eternity Alone, Juliet pulls, iron-willed, beyond dream worlds as these older stories breathe our own selves, as legions beyond Sibylline breathe on our shelves, and breathtaking dream keys beyond beyond breathtaking villains beneath beneath the emerald sea breathe endlessly.
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Published in Outsiders Writer Collective
Poetry for Lost Souls #4
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