We love like heaven,
Touching the
Ever changing stars
To-night will keep us
As one.


The Liquid Angel
The Music of the Spheres
Art that is Limitless.)
The Incantations.
Through the Looking Glass
Close to Me
Sign in Blood?
Recoil
Mesh


Numb

Numb

it's all dead now.
A hollow shell,
with nothing left inside.
Lost too much of myself
back there somewhere.
Violated.
Raped by my own insecurities
. . . these fucking wings,
torn and useless.
How I used to soar.
Today,
from now on,
Buried alive.
Self-inflicted
tracts
that wanted to feel.
So numb.
Closed and lost
to everyone.
Don't reach for me,
I won't be there to reach back.
Not now,
Not ever.
So Numb.


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