The extentions of riveting pains. As my self control leaves me. The pin pricks steadily along my veins. Piercing with depth simutaneously slowly. Lurking to vanish. Though the certain tone it still keeps me. Haunting whispers of lonliness creeping up my spine. Crawling on top, perched like vultures upon there dead prey. Breath into me, then take away the lonliness that seeks. Invigorate my veins, it yearns for thee.
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NocturnalNymph
11:34 Dec 27 2013
Lovely words
fr4gil3
01:29 Mar 11 2014
This is what I love about poetry. Each person has a different interpretation. I found this writing in particular to be quite haunting, perhaps it strikes close to home for me... Nice work