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Waiting by lines to desist,
manner your mouths urgent resist,
must the crowds deepen.
mine eyes ripe to weaken,
cease urges by hard tug wrist,
sprinkle wounds of sugar & lemon twist.
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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...
