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My Hot Corpse
I'm flawed
Though you appear not witness.
I glow
Through the fatal cracks, bleed before
I die.
Should you clutch my hot corpse in your arms
Give me your heart
Until I am stronger.
I'm marked
Though I never was perfect for anyone.
I shine
Through the dull exterior, gleam before
The night.
Dream you'll hold my hand, walk out these woods
Keep me safe
A little longer.
I'm already dead, aren't I?
How long did you know, keep the mystery alive?
I'm wrapped in something my blindness won't see --
Longed it would be your immortal arms.
When the dawn comes
And you're not there to hold me, will you sing?
Can it be melancholy? You don't have to care,
Just let me know you once witnessed me alive.
I'm cold
Though you never tell me so.
I wonder
If the chill arrived from your ventricles.
If so
There's hope of rescue from another who'll
Keep me dreaming
A little longer.
2.8.20
I'm done pandering to judges
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