Laid to Rest (21Jun18)

Curse all the blessings that hang overhead
Teasing and cutting this tortured soul so.
Still-beating heart; please beat no red further
On through the tunnels and pits, low.
Drain for the tastes of warm peace, she holds
Though patch each burnt hole for your fools.

Their eyes, they don’t see with worth in mind
For true love, faces sours and shrieks
In disgust and denial
This, a long-living sweet.

RIP Prince X

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