Fear is an anvil
That fashions
Of vulnerability a carapace
In these fierce designs
Anger festers as contempt
With oil slicks
Of cancerous blood
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Obscured by darkness
My vision
Can see only deception
A future cast
In the decapitated shadows
Of regret
I ache before
I can be undone
In your malicious hands
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These brimstone kisses
Flowers of the forge
Scalding on assembly
These relics of affection
Backhanded rage
Screaming on delivery
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All our memories
Have become malignant.
In each other’s eyes
We are cruel
Capable of any atrocity
And what we accuse
Is far more vicious
Than any placement
Of furrowed hands
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