Dying charm by J William Meek

Eidolon Magazine
8 hours ago
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To me, she was celestial

Eloquently a terrestrial

Alienating me from humanity with just a flick

Mutating me from profanity with one nick

So I’d sprint to her charm

Just to imagine us without harm

Chain adorned knives wrap psychotically around

Brains bind the lives that develop dichotomies of sound

Differences of benevolence

The independents begging dependence

Clashing in conflict as two’s wants strike the other's needs

A knife so sharp it brings the strongest man to his knees

So this chase to have my face on her wall

Bears the blame of causing my fall

My attempt could never have success

So upset, I ended up the killer lead onto detriment

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