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  • Totompole

    totompole

    lose your balance
    lose your way
    slip off the edge
    drowned you will stay
    silk and cotton brings ships of sin
    black and the sun
    pulling them in
    not much to cover
    let it begin

    honey, love and mud
    coming down from above
    still we tried
    yet we’re denied

    all of the colors
    all that were eyed

    we can’t help ourselves
    to protect the blessings much longer
    the stench of our death
    grows and grows
    sweeter and stronger

    hallowed

    you were a little boy
    you were a little girl
    running with laughter
    through golden fields

    and i was an island
    feeling so good to be leaving

    rds
    the second


  • #2
    Wow...formatting on this (i.e. varying line lengths, all lower case), plus simple but powerful word choices, makes it a very cool read, despite what I'm feeling as tragic substance..

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