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enigma
my eyes did give worship
to every hint of olive on his skin.
I whisper a Hail Mary
and surrender
to the kiss of another bullet.
his armor, amatory.
mine, antiquated.
pray,
prey.
a pair of tangled beasts
never knew such beauty.
Monday 26th August 2024 10:47 pm
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