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like a scorpion
// House of Heart

Did we find us at the

razor edge of madness?

I left you in the break of

a sea-line of lies.

In the dark musty corridors

of deceit there is regret

washed away in the early

morning drench.

I feel you in deserts of scorpions,

in the vigil of hungry wolves

at my midnight window.

I still smell decay in

the dust of you left behind.


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