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[sanguinetempest]

Beaten fairly by cruel rest
I see defeat before the best
minutes past a graceful moment
it lingers, fades, and haunts

Legs crossed in hopeful rejection
Clawing thoughts in the wake of near perfection
guess I"ll just align my spine correctly
and hope the broken stinger kills the bee

and I know for sure i'm better than this...

Comments

[iliketosing]

I like this one.