Kill Me if You can

Quemis

Feel the breath of compromise. 
Allow. Allow. Allow. 
Sing a song of that burning space - divinity lives now.
Alight all that our prints adorn, expectations burn. 
Every second a painful lesson I joyously relearn.

  • Author: Quemis (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 10th, 2018 12:02
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments2

  • The Gifted One

    Very short and to the point. I loved it

    The Gifted One

    • Quemis

      Thank you!

    • a__pott

      Dark and beautiful. Your poem is easy to appreciate.

      • Quemis

        Thank you



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