Pleasurescape

Akamykowski

Good feeling, please hold faded memories of these cold hands will never be old, tame and never be bold.

I dream of the end and pray to be the hero that plateaus and anthems are sang for all to hear it.

Get behind me like a simple, life is simple, little nympho. Justify your sorry state it's never fate for death to take but find you've always been inside my filthy, liar, pleasurescape.

  • Author: Akamykowski (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 30th, 2017 00:42
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is where I am and have always been.
  • Category: Unclassified
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