Threaded thoughts inspire finical drawings
Blue odes shoot rhythm to even the jagged oddity
Golden fingers warm my indifferences to disperse
Catch the cat on fire, and deplete the inconsistencies
The back pops.. Signs of the past run wild
A memoir is kept behind an aloof golden haven
Clear as translucency can be to the eyes, but clearer to the skies
The world is a stolen place, when opened mouths break the seed of silence
Thanks to breaths, inhales, and exhales, I parade in symmetry
Vexed at the moonlight, and zealous of the exfoliantees
je veux écrire plus
Golden fingers warm my indifferences to disperse
Catch the cat on fire, and deplete the inconsistencies
The back pops.. Signs of the past run wild
A memoir is kept behind an aloof golden haven
Clear as translucency can be to the eyes, but clearer to the skies
The world is a stolen place, when opened mouths break the seed of silence
Thanks to breaths, inhales, and exhales, I parade in symmetry
Vexed at the moonlight, and zealous of the exfoliantees
je veux écrire plus
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