Saturday, May 3, 2014

Chemical Sincerity



Gas pumps and dirty asphalt, hesitation and my heartbeat halts as I'm choking on the chemical sincerity of it dear, and it's true I'm desperately inclined toward that look that comes into your dynamic hues, the mood ring swings, and your moody blues. Give me a reason to eat my heart out, give me your hand to have and to hold. I'll hang all the stars from your earrings, I'll armor plate your heart in gold. You kissed me with a passion that could put a man to death, or bring back cold cadavers like a gust of phoenix breath. So be my one my only, my no more lonely, my barely bloodstained valentine. I'll be your lethal love injection, your safe harbor from deception. We, as one, for all time.

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