Angle

by Perfect Lie   Aug 14, 2005


Regrets and torn seams
the lights broken
holiday massacres
passionate disastors
wrathful breakups
miraculous melancholy
hateful lust
i dream a beautiful nightmare
battles between angels
victorious injuries
exciting turbulence
weary fortune
plentiful past
i fear the maker and i want no compassion
my mind reads these
my heart feels them
but among them all
confusion in not in them
i love and i love and i love
perfection at last
desire is my need

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