Aug 21, 2010
Like petals drifting lazilyoff the epitaphthey once adorned or some simple cliche thattugs at every taste of Luck, sex, lust, tongue that lingers after somethinggoodhas ended, Smirk and lie andfertilize.

Like petals drifting lazily
off the epitaph
they once adorned

or some simple cliche that
tugs at every taste of

Luck, sex, lust, tongue

that lingers after something
good
has ended,

Smirk and lie and
fertilize.

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