trembling to the blue botanical gates towards the east
surrender your game, let your weapons topple down with ease.
bursts of fire spitting flames nip within
vengeance my love? of once adored, caressed skin.
soft kisses storm
now pricking of a thorn.
consumed and obsessed
hypnotizing circumstances may need to be addressed.
butterflies flutter their way to the east
fly me along; embrace me before decease.
must forget.. yet, the young brunette
mustn't forget.. must bare regret
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