#974910 added February 6, 2020 at 12:15pm Restrictions: None
Shattered Songs
Informed, written while thinking I'm broken already. Cannot be destroyed, because one part still perfectly functions with love.
Shattered Songs
Words written atop my head
She hammers like a nail.
Passion strikes my hard anvil.
Sparks fly to the weary breast,
Weak from night odes dreaming
For one with heavy sledge slung.
Bell-rung-disaster for pensive organs
Dark with the matting blood,
The cavern insulates noise
From ears deafened by life's blasts.
The truest organ alive fires anew,
Attuned by touch of blue instruments --
Compose bittersweet again.
Shattered songs just vinyl,
Forged by mother's steel last
Forever.
Maddening when your villain won't die, emerging re-inspired...?
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