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Magical fingertips,
upon mouth, delectable menacing word grips,
path broken where feet constantly trip;
a memory
carries inside mine head deep,
following for hours even penetrating sleep,
tracing through vessels like rooting trees;
lie horizontally for a better part of one century,
distasteful parts from repulsive lechery,
one of two takes point: mine mind eventually takes it leave,
embarking new reveries -
or pale dose's disspell inciters towards moons' trajectory.
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Between Actuality & a Psychotic Embrace
PoetryA collection of my own combined styles of - Macro Poetry & QuoteArt, which = MacQuote Poetry. I will try my best to have new additions every week from my on-going-twisted-love-affair of writing poetry. For all the support and encouragements you al...