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Clouds are difficult to distinguish
Against a milky grey
backdrop
My orphan's emotional silence always descends
Like a
jewel-handled dagger
I bleed poetic lyrics of my soul
My sanctuary of
solitude
Is both prison and paradise
Only bastard daughters see the Light
Through a black
velvet veil
Unspeakable truths poison love,
Threaten dawn ...
...
Clouds gather once again
A brewing storm is imminent
For those who offer
shelter
Blind, distrustful anger swells subtly
Beneath the softness of my
kiss
I dive too deeply into my self
Colors fly by,
Yellow,
blue, black
Descending, ending, in icy seclusion
In my unquenchable thirst
My orphan retreats to the
gentle song
That composes myself in that moment
Smiling in discordant
harmony,
I search furiously for a name:
L-O-V-E
