Cyrene Columbine Calandre Constance Cecilia Catherine
The weight of my crown
How turbid, my homecoming
Each time more decomposed
Dressed in ruins
I am still animal
Frightened of mirrors
Forgetting a little more each time
Ending yet another war
Returning anonymous as the pinkfaced witness
Entering the solitude of my own distance
Nothing to break the cloister of names burried
Cursed and returned
Each one engraved and hidden
Bloodwolves thirsty from the mortal void between
Excretions from an aging heart
Tempted by the light of the new thorn
Wandering restless by its iced lantern
Exiled and trapped
Erased but rescued
Now returning to the fire
You found me again naked
Our torsos flexed and dressed in avalanche
Unable to return hope unmarked
Poetry by Ghost of Heino
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Written on 2013-06-04 at 23:37
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the difference between you
The weight of my crown
How turbid, my homecoming
Each time more decomposed
Dressed in ruins
I am still animal
Frightened of mirrors
Forgetting a little more each time
Ending yet another war
Returning anonymous as the pinkfaced witness
Entering the solitude of my own distance
Nothing to break the cloister of names burried
Cursed and returned
Each one engraved and hidden
Bloodwolves thirsty from the mortal void between
Excretions from an aging heart
Tempted by the light of the new thorn
Wandering restless by its iced lantern
Exiled and trapped
Erased but rescued
Now returning to the fire
You found me again naked
Our torsos flexed and dressed in avalanche
Unable to return hope unmarked
Poetry by Ghost of Heino
Read 964 times
Written on 2013-06-04 at 23:37
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