Cristina Venedict
If I were a Goddess
I wouldn’t have the heart
To unmake you
I’ve used too much stardust
In the construction of our lives
To concede mortality
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I watch you paddle out to sea
A one man boat scavenging
That which is now foreign
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If only loneliness were
Synonymous with freedom
Then we’d pass effervescently
From one life into the next
A self-perpetuating orgasm
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I have never wanted for anything
As I have wanted for your presence
That we should exist intentionally
But you wish only to grace me
In the conditionals of happiness
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The misanthropic flames
Of your cauterized heart
Resonant within my haunted attire
If I were real and you plausible
Perhaps we would indulge
A sycophantic majority
But we are too wild
For equestrian brutality
Too intrinsically motivated
To take what has not been
Sincerely given
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Again the pain made it difficult to pin down my thoughts so sorry if this is lacking or incoherent. At Curious Flowers I posted a tutorial on how I find the photos for my blog I get asked a lot and I finally sat down and analyzed myself haha
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