Betrayal (Remove filter)
Stark Distillation
A slight departure from my more usual styles......
Stark Distillation
Wilt thou distill my bleating heart
To extract the spirit of love within?
Bottled in glass will it smell of pine
As just now it must within my breast
Take it then and rid me of its odour
Soured by the heat of your betrayal
Leave me no trace to fester as I sle...
Monday 27th February 2012 2:21 pm
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