a sip of blood wine
pulse of things that never die
stepping back in time
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rusted whispering
the way you say I love you
once throat-tearing scream
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Cut
it's the dullest knife
soft-gleaming steel by your side
that cuts the deepest
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Choking
one mouthful, again
smoke that can't go in or out
still sucking poison
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The urban jungle that never sleeps. Bright city lights masquerade as the stars above. A reflection of humanity. A testament to our hubris.
There’s a comforting warmth to know that in the ruthless growth of society, you are nothing and yet the sky is within your reach.
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To Rise
and it is only
when you have reached the summit
that you tumble down
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To love is to give what one does not have to another who does not desire it.
Jacques Lacan (via quotemadness)
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Sacrifice
wolf feeding on heart
the winter king's blood; sweet-dark
and love still beating
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Requested by Anonymous.
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Deathless
the iron slides deep
and the old gods are dying
apotheosis
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Consumed
melt flesh into lust
with hands of fire; burn it all
cold, madness―and soul
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like veins split open
no secrets, no silences
only wild blood-beat
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So I grabbed my king and ran away
to a land of death,
where I reigned and people whispered
that I’d been dragged.
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