Green glass

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Carcass numbed by the slight touch of madness
Lethal, defiled, conformed
Heart stripped
Vacant lungs fueled by toxins
Green fields of glass
Blades of grass

reflecting a glimmer

Hotter than the sun
A glare of intimacy
UV rays erupt
Boiling my skin
You melt into me slowly
My consciousness unaware of the flood
Seas of blue deception 
A lump erodes my throat
Eyes welled up
A glance no longer on potential
certainty filled another void

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