Dominic Riccitello
Jan 4, 2017

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crumbling to bits finding drinks in the sand where he left to touch upon a soul with no control i form to thee and leave him dull a worthless sound i soon to realize left eyes in the ground at our feet beginning and pulling with creed when blood pulls, it forms pools build and hesitation builds i swore i’d never run but fast can’t see and this breath can’t breathe i swore i’d never lie honesty transcends and fallen angels can no longer kiss buckling our knees to bathe in a world we loved hourglass flips with tables turned words of whores leave lisps his lies could kiss the tongue and burn to bits blood smears in a jazz i resist we could coexist, but life would be at odds pain would inflict and the devil would twist our backs in the shape of hearts creating form for us a playground we knew too well where red becomes blue shadows become hues darkness consumes  his being is my muse too well