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quiet whispers 

tracing patterns  over skins of different hues 

sly commentary 

unwelcome to caress delicate coverings of bone 

innocent smiles

corrupting and betraying whilst hands glide closer

suffocating gazes 

choking out petty dreams of unachievable and unattainable values

sinful trances 

rotting beams which keep chests -ribs- from caving in, collapsing on a beating life-force 

stifled light 

streams of white being poured from deep within, where the human soul is laid to rest, cut off

sewn mouths 

keeping trapped manifestations brought by insanity hidden in secret, as weaponry

delicate words 

hastily glued to pages of an everlasting notebook, kept together by nets which catch incomplete thoughts 

shy gestures 

shaky arms extending in false joyousness, bound to individuals afraid of causing grief 


human being 

one made up of false hope and greed 

stitched together with broken promises 

and incomplete timelines 





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