seldom let you practise
the perforated realm of personified perfection..
As dark seeps in...,
and de-blooded veins
lie lifeless....,
there comes a moment of preachy destruction.!
..Glittering skin hides a monograph on violent benevolence..!!
But you, my angel...
you see through....at these hours,
The sinful benediction is lingering in lethargic lounges of my sedimented soul....
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