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My bare bones wrapped in a cotton blight,
Warmth clings to forgotten memories tight.
A bitter tongue, smitten by those miserable tones.
My hollow eyes bleed for those comforting woes.
Our heartbeats pulse along tin can threads,
The tension creaks from plush whispers.
Yet it never snaps,
It never stops.
A gentle tether entwined in memory.
Thorned flames that dance in shared reverie.

A bond forged from iron rain,
An embrace caressed by weeping vines.
The stars bathe them in melancholy,
and the moon showers them in lullaby.

Distant shores swell with passion,
Lone sailors build their courage.
A tranquil eye sees their devotion,
Bravery rocked by fear of emotion.

Bleeding desire binds them,
Their yearning drawn taut.
Twin flames in a delicate dance.
Their longing falls short.
O' mother, my mother,
Do you weep for my sins?
Your tears fall asunder,
Seeps through my fickle skin.

Cleanse this pitiful fool,
Poignant rain bleeds the soul.
Forgive my star-scorned blood,
and banish your bastardly son.

Accursed flame,
Your tender warmth I despise.
O' accursed flame,
Your maddening chaos only blinds.

Let it be me,
That bears this blasphemous brand.
Let it be me,
That wears these golden alloyed eyes.

If I must be born to this curse,
Let me be the king of curses.
If I must be sentenced to this torment,
Let me wield every suffering moment.

I will rise from ash,
and conquer this fate.
I will emerge victorious,
Amidst these deceitful eyes.
I will burn with passion,
Each gilded and impudent throne.
And bring chaos to a new order —
A world enraptured by thy accursed flame.
Those words you spoke,
Solemn and soft,
Caressed my supple heart,
And ignited it into desire.

I felt your touch peer through the cracks.
Your love whisper through the gaps.
I saw your eyes shimmer in the shadow.
Your warmth glimmer in the cold.

I came running to that door —
The one you opened just for me.
All alone with your lingering touch,
Held by the softness of my reverie.

And now my love burns fiercely.
Setting fire to that solemn door.
The frame splinters my tender hands,
Bleeding now — for my own flesh and bone.
villiøn Jun 26
My thoughts unravel and spin,
Falling onto whirring gears.
They catch and halt,
Friction causing fire and chaos.

The flame lights every shadow,
and it seeps into every crack.
An agonising burn,
tormenting everything it touches.

Quelled by the winds from a whisper,
Embers flutter through a chasm of thought.
Chaos kisses uncertainty —
and it roars into destruction once again.

This fire is the essence of existence.
Chaos enraptured by uncertainty.
Shadows twirl in the solemn dance of beasts.
The warmth of passion,
The sear of pain,
The fuel that torments all that is beautiful.
Entropy entangled in an immortal bond.

I walk the path,
set in a blazing inferno,
Burdened by the weight of stardust,
With the toll of seeing too much.

Trapped in an infinite expanse.
Freedom entombed in death.

Madness consumes.
I am a witness to it all.
Madness consumes.
I am the bearer of it all.
Madness consumed —
I am the embodiment of it all.
villiøn Jun 26
Teetering moons linger on the edge.
The desolate expanse cowers in fear.
Outside, an observer that refuses to intervene.

A wailing silence is born in the void.
It's screams descend into a chasm of chaos.
No more can I bear witness to the damnation.

The stars have sewn their eyes shut.
Condemning fate to an eternal madness.
A sorrowful ache burrows into my womb.

Everything yearns for my tenderly solace.
Their patience bound in endless slumber.
My children are born to chaos, forevermore.

Time, imbued in an infinite memory.
Grows beyond distant eons —
And consumes existence itself.

— The End —