Without Within – Twisted Prose

plastic cries,

a wet dreams surprise,

my obsession,

within depression,

knows no end or size,

whimsical in nature,

defiled inside my squared circle,

heartfelt wishing,

strangers kissing,

divine deviation of the path,

wrought with danger,

flippant blame constrainer,

your theories turn to  lies,

while decay burns away your eyes,

suffocate the hand that feeds,

demented virtue allowed to run free…

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