Long lost. Long lost.
On the matter of peace-
Befooled in the arms of the beloved-
If she were so.
Rankling. Rankling.
Dusting the rib cage-
Pitily wheezing again.
Probably Pain-
Breath is body.
Haste is body.
Sex is body.
What is love?
Nowhere resides
the soul. Life,
Armoried, with eternal worries-
Relief is coming in death.
On the matter of peace-
Befooled in the arms of the beloved-
If she were so.
Rankling. Rankling.
Dusting the rib cage-
Pitily wheezing again.
Probably Pain-
Breath is body.
Haste is body.
Sex is body.
What is love?
Nowhere resides
the soul. Life,
Armoried, with eternal worries-
Relief is coming in death.
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