Damask dress of light
The devil has better taste
It just seems a waste
Damask dress of dark
The angel has better taste
Though still monotone
Damask dress of bliss
The devil has better taste
Fashion is a crime
Damask dress of dread
The angel has the worst taste
Who wants to be nice?
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What Is Loving Too Much?
PoetryA series of Haikus, entwined with guilt, crime, life, death but most of all, love. After all, what is life if you don't ending up loving 'too much.'
