Cadence
Cadence of catastrophe
Cadence of catastrophe clawing on his
Cadence of catastrophe clawing on his ascian
Cadence of catastrophe clawing on his ascian body
Cadence of catastrophe clawing on his ascian body Sprouts of flowers
Cadence of catastrophe clawing on his ascian body Sprouts of flowers growing from beneath
Cadence of catastrophe clawing on his ascian body Sprouts of flowers growing from beneath below the skull
Cadence of catastrophe clawing on his ascian body Sprouts of flowers growing from beneath below the skull Where the s c a l p e l
Cadence of catastrophe clawing on his ascian body Sprouts of flowers growing from beneath below the skull Where the s c a l p e l ran its ice-cold steel
Breathless
Breathless, speechless
Breathless, speechless, the moths at night kept their flutter
Breathless, speechless, the moths at night kept their flutter on silent
Breathless, speechless, the moths at night kept their flutter on silent Bees grant their honeyed nectar kisses
Breathless, speechless, the moths at night kept their flutter on silent Bees grant their honeyed nectar kisses to the, now, shadowless
The one
The one, covered in nature's blanket of grass
The one, covered in nature's blanket of grass overgrown in field wildlings
The one, covered in nature's blanket of grass overgrown in field wildlings Whom the butterflies wished well, holding out the gift of dew
The one, covered in nature's blanket of grass Until he flew overgrown in field wildlings Whom the butterflies wished well, holding out the gift of dew
The one, covered in nature's blanket of grass overgrown in field wildlings Whom the butterflies wished well, holding out the gift of dew
The one, covered in nature's blanket of grass Seen by few overgrown in field wildlings Whom the butterflies wished well, holding out the gift of dew
The one, covered in nature's blanket of grass overgrown in field wildlings Whom the butterflies wished well, holding out the gift of dew
The one, covered in nature's blanket of grass Known by none overgrown in field wildlings Whom the butterflies wished well, holding out the gift of dew
The one, covered in nature's blanket of grass Known by none. overgrown in field wildlings Whom the butterflies wished well, holding out the gift of dew
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