Silent Treatment (most_bay)

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Silent Treatment


Your silence

Cuts Through

The tender flesh

Of my sanity

Your faulting eyes

Escaping mine

Thrash...

At my humanity

Your knit brows

A whiplash...

Upon my neck

A stab into

My dignity

Your shoulder

Freezing cold

As you turn

Your lunar spine

Blinding my sight

With unshed brine

Your heaving breath

A Dragon's sigh

Branding my soul

With much clarity

Behold my love

Speak to me

Earth to thee

Show I must

More humility

I'm but a bone

From your body

Infinitesimal

Shard in your

Morality...

Spare my heart

Regard my love

Sustain my soul

Forgive my vanity


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