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Scorched

The acceleration of time, rapid
yet the nights dwell in eternity...
the cold reality of broken dreams
night fevers in black satin,
living in the past...
'dreaming awake' is where adrenaline lives
your image stirs my darkest hours
Painting pictures, your portrait
haunting my walls...
romancing you once again
with potent white lilies.
Daylight brings a numbing death
existing in limbo, but still heart-beats and breath...
Kicked to the curb, forsaken, alone
deserted streets and alleyways I roam
crazy love, in delusional episodes,
hovering between sphere's Hell zone
'touched' without being touched
taken, moulded, scorched
you left your mark
like boiling hot tar
clinging to my heart

D.C.M


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