Time to take the time..
To flip out to the other side of the golden-dime.
Disguises mean truth & nothing to me.
Unzipper the solace My child; for what You are worth.
For I am rotting in her silver heart tonight- the safety is sealed with her lips.
Peace prizes for the worthy, while triumph and moral jumpsuits are carted in neon lights.....
Last night, the crime of life is so unsudden.
Hasty entrances in my world, are always to be remembered and respected.
Never follow assumptions they lead into the starry twilight,
& baby never forget that lovely hatred.
Such things drive me deeper into a frozen masterpiece.
[but thats a good thing.....now isn't it?]
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birthdays are lovely and memorable
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