Sunday, September 11, 2011

Triplets of Love

Pieces, pieces and pieces
I began loving her
towards a boundless music
ahead of its multitudes of tones
never looking for a selfless self

Loses, loses and loses
it ended in a shrinking smell
odd and out, I began hungry
craving for shadows and snakes
spellbound hearts on their mirrors

Noises, noises and noises
looming in metal drums
Piercing my stolen lenses
mistaken ears, melting music
they opened me in thriving organs
kill me in point blank or hide yourself

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