sweet sweet sorrow overflow
with sweaty palms, so cold
you touched
and i flinched
mere electric jolt
bold as i thought
we were not
sweet sweet sorrow overflow
we don't die young, truth unfold
screech it went
the plat tremors
quiver in pain as it weep
when the waves consolidate
sweet sweet sorrow overflow
like a song
endless crippling
before long-gone
Friday, June 16, 2017
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