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Vault, Faux Divine

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Vault, Faux Divine




In depths of thought
Lost, quaked, and live,
And our stomachs mend in knots
When heart-quakes' faults
are set to break,


I'm spinning the dial to your heart's vault,


Was it a fantasy when words spellbound
Followed our hearts to wrap around
Each fiber encasing a strand of love
That affixed our souls as one and part of--

--Frightened memories scrying through time
And it aches to eat the future,
Our blood pumps through the knots so sullen
But there's no room in my chest to breathe
When my heart beat's song is swollen,

Your mind is set to detest confession
When your love lies bleeding in an angel's hands,
The man you thought was your savior
Is a devil bound to tear into your soul,
To devour the precious, poetic heart he stole,

Was it a reverie when your words spellbound,
Followed my heart to surround
Each fiber enclosing a strand of your love
That affixed my soul to yours as one,

Of Frightened memories scrying through time
And they ache to devour our future,
My blood pumps through knots so sullen
And there's no room in my chest to breathe
When your heart was from me, stolen

My love, You remain to enchant my life
It wasn't ever our fault
And I'm still spinning the dial
To your heart's vault
when she talks about him sometimes, I can't help but binge on metaphoric alcohol.
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AlterEgo1629's avatar
"Our blood pumps through the knots so sullen
But there's no room in my chest to breathe
When my heart beat's song is swollen," I love this idea/concept so much. The way you expressed it is exceptional.
This one's vocabulary and general language is beautiful.
I see why they call writing art.