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Vintage Taste

Castaway soul
arrows and swords
fearing black hole
throwing towards

Desperate certainty
of my mad world
shouting inadvertently
bitter and twirled

In mansion I shift
yearning for praise
lost soul on drift
heart blinded by haze

Slowly killing my beeing
aggressively hiding from love
near ones jumbled by seeing
self loathing soaring above




Bunden vers av Tony Berglund
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Publicerad 2018-02-28 22:19



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