Thoughts of Love

by DarkLight   Feb 22, 2017


I have calculated the thousands of accidents it will take to find my love,
I keep walking backwards in pursuit of delirium possessing her,
a blind mystic,
it's like dancing on a precipice.

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  • 8 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Shanky,

    Good to read some more of your work and as dark as this is, it is excellent.
    Dancing on a precipice and walking backwards do indeed seem like a sure fire way to have an accident or two!

    Take care,

    Ben

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