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    A Shallow Grave

    Uploaded by

    Denise-c Jones
    It tells a story, that's all I'm hinting at what it's about :P

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    A shallow grave?

    Thou shalt not covet.


    O' rose-bled veil upon which chokes, smothers
    Breathe in...
    Breathe out...
    Shuddering grasp, clutch tight until it chokes unto you,
    Inhale...
    Deep breaths now...
    O' cascading mesmerisations so frustratingly obedient to that
    Tic-.
    Tic-.
    Tic-.
    Tocking hand...
    Where be the frame shattering?
    Thou shalt not make unto thee a graven image.
    O' voluptious curves of that purple mist, so sensual
    Reach out...
    Reach in...
    Tiptoes upon piano keys too harsh, too intimadating
    Charge...
    Keep steady now...
    O' timid, intangible premise so repelled by the
    Click-.
    Click-.
    Click-.
    Clacking footfall...
    Where be the shattered frame?

    Thou shalt not commit perjury.


    O' slivering sparks that breathe frost upon hairs
    Pulse in...
    Pulse out...
    Be it born of diamond or iron all forms of naivety shall shatter
    Exhale...
    No breaths now...
    O' ice why do you stain so vibrant blue in the reflex of
    the scream-.
    the Scream-.
    the Scream-.
    the screeching into the Blinding Abyss.

    Where be the shards?


    "Rotting, still held in the broken arms."

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