gild grief, guilt grief
on the sleeve of eternity
some sorrows swell still
until i can swallow no more
and they spill
hot and wet
lick the corner of a lip
swollen sorrow
that hurts my throat
screams to be heard
a lip licking drip
word tripping grief
guilt grief
gilded no more
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You write to my soul. Stunning.
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