The Thorns Of My Perception
A wildflower bound to the force of nature You are the lily that blooms in the spring And the one that lays in a bed of thorns A rose that is crescent to the full white moon Your scarlet petals that stem in the night has become A crimson beacon of inferno lust Therefore, Idol I am to your elegance And to your violet essence that showers in the rain. For the irises of my eyes that stare Are insnared within […]
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