I apologise for the banging heads
When you use my guts for your screeching violin
A phantom trauma playing out its last act
And never resolved, perpetually comes back
It is attracted to my innocent Stare
Whose unquestioning Love makes its insecurities flare...
The heronry is open for business!
4 years ago
4 shared ideas:
catgut, violin, screeching.
love it.
ah you got it :)
this is just cathartic release not art
but i'd rather have it here than in my heart...
this is just cathartic release not art
but i'd rather have it here than in my heart...
I like that one more than the post :)
I love rhyming
theres beauty in letting out the inner screech :P
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